I like flowers and plants, like to go to other people's homes to appreciate flowers and grasses, but I myself do not like to raise flowers and grasses, one is because I am lazy, afraid of neglecting management, wronged those delicate plants, the second is usually some idle feelings are placed on mahjong, when winning, the heart is full of flowers, calling friends, sipping a few cups, when losing, upset, complaining, playthings are lost, completely unmotivated little people, where there is the Yaxing of raising flowers and plants.
However, I do have a preference for Lan. The reason is that in the year I got married, my wife bought two pots of flowers, a pot of Milan and a pot of orchids, and in the winter, the neighbors taught them to move them indoors, saying that the orchid series was afraid of cold. But on a sunny day, the sun was warm, I basked in the sun under the eaves, basking in the sun, and suddenly remembered the two pots of orchids, Ling Xiang cherished the jade, so I also moved them out to bask in the sun, watching them stretch their branches and leaves in the sun, I felt that I had finally been careful in front of my newlywed wife. I don't want to play cards this afternoon and play too much, forgot to take them back in time, the next morning, when my wife found out, the leaves of Milan had frozen, and my wife's heartache Oh, take the heater to bake silently, but Milan did not return her kindness. After that short winter night, the little green tree that had originally grown very green had withered in such a hurry. However, the orchid grass was not affected in the slightest, and it still grew recklessly, showing its super vitality.
The next year, qingming, accompanied her wife back to her hometown, where her hometown was in the mountains. When I went, the willows outside the mountain had sprouted, but there was still snow on the mountain of my wife's hometown, and the wild grass and shrubs on the top of the mountain were still withering, but my wife was very interested and said that she would take me to find orchids. The mountain in my wife's hometown is not high, about five hundred meters above sea level, but because of living in a small town for a long time, lack of exercise, up to the middle of the mountainside, I am tired and breathless, and my wife is also pink and red, and she is breathless. We sat down on the rocks and rested, and suddenly our wife shouted: Lan Xiang, Lan Xiang, haha, there are orchid flowers. Sure enough, a quiet aroma went straight into the heart, and the little fatigue that had just arisen disappeared in an instant. Shunxiang searched, not far away from the rock under a blue-white orchid is quietly opening, the flower bloomed into three petals, yanqinglong branches strung into a bunch. Seeing my wife, it seems to have seen a long-lost girlfriend, and the cheerful tears have flowed to the cheeks - it is the dew of the morning, still left on the flower buds, seeing my wife's ecstatic me, and revealing a shy daughter's attitude, I just want to hide behind the green leaves that the plain face of the tender face stretches, I am eager to go forward, I want to take it into my arms, my wife said: Don't be in a hurry, you need to go home and take a hoe to dig deep into the roots, if you are careless, you will hurt the new shoots at the roots. When I looked closely, there was really a young bud that was trying to arch out of the soil at that root.
That morning, my wife accompanied me all over the mountain to dig up orchid flowers, and dug dozens of them, full of a flower basket, which was made of bamboo, not for flowers, but for the mother-in-law to hold vegetables. After returning, the wife and sisters saw it, and took away more than half of it, and they only brought back a dozen plants, which was very regrettable.
Back to the small town, the idle few pots of flower bowls, a brain planted orchids, within a week, all the orchids bloomed, or white or purple, or blue or orchid, but all three petals, all in bunches, all open in bunches, fragrant, fragrant, long-distance hair, far from dispersing. The neighbors smelled it, and came to cheer together, and when the passers-by saw it, they stood silent for a long time and could not bear to disperse. In this fragrance, there is the tranquility of orchid, the thickness of the spirit of the mountain, the shadow of spring, and the tracelessness of dreams.
These orchids entered my heart like this.