Text | Jiang Lihong
In the past, many people said that my old house on Zhongji Road was too yin.
But that house is obviously very popular, there are more than a dozen families, the walls are wide, and the patio is also very large, how can you say this?
Upon closer inspection, it turned out that the wind and fire walls of the house were too high, blocking the sunlight, and the sunlight hours were less and the light was dark.
In order to block the yin qi, the old house has its own strange tricks. No, Ge Jiamu's mother upstairs in the east wing nailed a mirror outside the window, and set up an open pair of scissors above the mirror, and the blade revealed a cold light.
However, the girl of the Ge family thinks that her mother is a superstitious practice of self-deception, and if she wants to have more yang energy in the patio, it is best to plant some flowers.
So, she bought a large flower pot, filled it with mountain mud, planted wax plum branches in the People's Park, and planted orchids dug up by relatives in the countryside. Two years later, the orchids bloomed, and there was a faint fragrance in the patio; After a few months, the wax plum blossom also bloomed, waxy and sallow, with a burst of fragrance. When the people in the wall hall heard it, they said: "The incense is fragrant, but it is not lively", which means that the yang energy has not increased much.
In the middle of winter this year, there was a heavy snowfall, which froze the orchid to death, and the girl of the Ge family almost shed tears.
Miss Ge learned from the pain and decided to plant lively flowers instead, she cut a few roses from her best friend and carefully inserted them in the flower pot.
In the second year, the rose vines climbed all over the southeast corner of the wind and fire wall, and the leaves grew luxuriantly, but by April, only a dozen red flowers bloomed, and they were annihilated in the green leaves, and the people in the wall hall could not help but be a little disappointed.
But Miss Ge was not in a hurry, and said, "The hour has not yet come, and the fertility is insufficient." After speaking, he took an old kitchen knife, went to the wall door hall and poured a dustpan of mud into the flower pot.
In the third year, the roses bloomed more and grew more luxuriantly, reaching the opening in the wall due south. One morning in mid-April, as if an appointment, hundreds of roses suddenly bloomed at the same time, looking at it from afar, a large piece of sparkling red, the patio presented a rare spring, close to look closely, the color of the flower is red, and decorated with morning dew, crystal clear, just like the beautiful face of the girl.
The most wonderful thing is that after this flower blooms, it seems to be undefeated in about a month, thank you for a batch, and then open a batch, and bloom more and more, at the peak, there are four or five hundred flowers, the patio is reflected in red, very shocking, the so-called yin qi swept away. People are full of joy to see it, and they borrow rare cameras to take pictures, and even though the photos are only black and white, you can feel the prosperity of roses.
In the evening, people like to sit under the roses, drink tea and chat, smell the fragrance and enjoy the flowers, and laughter overflows upstairs. The landlord's mother-in-law upstairs said that she had been married for 50 years and had never seen such a lively scene.
This went on for several years, but in 1975, when I graduated from elementary school, a situation arose, due to the wild growth of roses, the flower vines often entangled the distant wires, and after pruning them several times, it did not have much effect.
Miss Ge knew that there were potential safety hazards, and in desperation, she decided to give up Rose.
This year, when the last rose withered, Miss Ge took a pair of big scissors, first cut hundreds of branches on the rose vine, saying that it was for relatives and friends to take cuttings, and then, she cut on the thick branch, closed her eyes, took a breath, and cut hard, "click", the branch broke, and tears flowed from the corners of Miss Ge's eyes......
After that, the rose seemed to fade out of my life, and I would never see her again.
In the blink of an eye, thirty years have passed, this winter, I bought a house in the south of the city, there is a wasteland in front of the house, my wife said, it's a pity to be wasted, what to plant? I said, "Let's plant roses."
So, the wife asked for a few rose vines from relatives in the countryside and cut them in the wasteland in front of the house. It was also in the third year, hundreds of red roses opened, but there was no wall to rely on, the breeze blew, and the flowers were crooked, but there was an infinitely delicate natural beauty, as if a girl was laughing happily.
I suddenly found that this rose, both in color and shape, was exactly the same as the rose in the wall hall in the early years. Could it be that they are the descendants of roses sent out by the girl of the Ge family?
The pictures in the article come from the Internet
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