Prose of Lancao Fu

"I came from the mountains and brought orchids. Plant in a small garden, hoping that flowers will bloom early. See it three times a day, and it will take too long. Orchids are still there, and there is no bud. Seeing that autumn is coming, move flowers for home. The spring breeze will come back next year, and I wish you a full pot of flowers. " This is a poem in Hope written by Hu Laosheng. The song composed by this poem has been popular in mainland China, Hong Kong and Taiwan, and has been rated as a classic campus song by Chinese people. In my deep mind, there is always a knot, and it is not easy to raise bluegrass well.

My wife and brother just joined the work after graduating from college. He is a "modern man" with high IQ and laziness. He is a "scattershot" with rich theoretical knowledge and poor hands-on ability. During the spring equinox, in a chat, I don't know who he found from: Zheng Banqiao loves bamboo and bluegrass, and likes to paint orchids and bamboo stones. Qi Baishi keeps company with bluegrass every day at home, and bluegrass is the most painted one in his life. I thought he was just talking, just trying to show his erudition. Sure enough, in a few days, there were several square mouths on his balcony, with flowers and plants carved by hand on both sides and purple sand pots inscribed with poems on the other two sides. Look again, he bought bluegrass seedlings, light green leaves, speckled, thin and long. Twisted stems, scattered around the purple sand basin, are not so much bluegrass, but like withered swing grass in winter. When the wind blows, they can be uprooted and have no vitality.

I know bluegrass is not easy to raise, and he has failed to raise birds and fish in the past, so I said in a frivolous tone, "You raise bluegrass, dad doesn't participate, and you are alone?"

"well, what's the matter?" My brother-in-law answered me dismissively.

I looked at the empty birdcage and aquarium beside me, and said in a negative tone, "Don't forget the sadness of birds and the floating of fish!"

"It's annoying to always look at people with colored eyes!" My brother-in-law said grumpily.

I said in a betting tone, "OK, when bluegrass blooms, it's a family gathering, and it's my treat;" When the bluegrass withers, it is also the family gathering. You pay and I will treat you. "

Dong Chaqiu's father-in-law has been "watching the war". In order to inspire the children's confidence, he decided to draw up a gentleman's agreement. After both parties sign the agreement, it shall be kept by the father-in-law. My brother-in-law may have been inspired by my disdain, and at the same time, he was bound by an agreement from my father and had to reload. He bought books on bluegrass cultivation and various tools for flower cultivation, ranging from shovels and buckets to watering pots and scissors, and even a soil temperature meter. He also cultivated new soil suitable for bluegrass with sun-dried pine needle leaves and rotten grass, and moved the soil again to change pots, fertilize and water. The plan for bluegrass cultivation began.

Spring in the north is chilly. During the day, indoor cold is not conducive to the growth of bluegrass, and at noon, under the outdoor sun, the temperature is slightly higher, which is beneficial to the growth of bluegrass. My brother-in-law uses his lunch break every day to move bluegrass around and in and out, which is very lively. After several days of tossing back and forth, the tips of the light green leaves turned yellow, which had a tendency to spread. The thin and long stems were in disorder and littered, and they almost fell asleep on the purple sand basin. When my father-in-law saw this scene, he euphemistically said, "An open-minded bamboo has bowed leaves, while a proud plum has no branches on its back. Perhaps bluegrass also has this habit?" Clearly withered thing, said so poetically, deserves to be an expert in appreciation education, and will really cheer up his son. Kind mother-in-law, while her brother-in-law is not at home, uses scissors to cut off the tips of withered and yellow branches and leaves and cut off the disease skills. After her dressing up, the original sparse bluegrass leaves are getting shorter and shorter, the color is getting haggard, and it looks bare and dying. My son said, "Like a chicken with a lost tail, a bald-tailed eagle!" " Mother-in-law went on to say, "Bald-tailed chickens run faster." The whole family laughed, only my brother-in-law showed a wry smile, and his bitterness and helplessness could be seen from his face. I said, "Orchid cultivation is a habit, and vegetation has a habit of vegetation. Don't change the habit of orchid with your own habits. It is actually harmful to it. You only need to determine whether it should be dry or wet according to the season, and it will naturally flourish."

With his brother-in-law's careful maintenance of bluegrass, and his father-in-law's repeated encouragement, his confidence in raising bluegrass has increased. I don't know whether it is his piety or tenacious vitality, and bluegrass has been greatly released. The long leaves with soft hair, draped and sprinkled, are slightly thin and add a little strength. Looking closely again, the roots of bluegrass hidden in the soil also pulled out tender new buds, and a small green life broke out. The original light green leaves show green, bursting with the luster of life. Some new buds have split and are growing sturdily. The green leaves turned dark green, and the veins were clearly visible. The flower stems hidden in bluegrass grow one after another, fresh and tender, bright and oily, shining like stars in the sunshine, flashing silver-white light.

One night in late autumn, my brother-in-law called and said, "My bluegrass is in bloom, so don't forget to bring money with you at the weekend ..."

On the weekend, when the lights were on, the whole family just arrived in the living room and went straight to the orchid. In the weak light, from a distance, the previous flowers and bones have blossomed into pale yellow flowers, and the three petals are very small, showing Leng Yan in simplicity. My son said humorously, "It's really like a fan blade, but it's a pity that there is no wind." The wife said, "I look like a smiling face, smiling at us." When I look closely, I see that the flowers are exquisite and elegant, and the three small petals and the middle stamen are very much like smiling faces, which are full of the greatness of life. I close my eyes, touch the leaf with my nose, and feel its fragrance with deep breath, which overflows and seeps into my heart. Before the table, the old father-in-law took out the special brewed bamboo leaf green wine and special jasmine tea that had been treasured for many years. I guess what my father-in-law means is that only this mellow and sweet wine and fragrant scented tea can be worthy of this beautiful orchid.

During the dinner, maybe everyone was moved by the noble character of bluegrass, or maybe everyone was infected by bluegrass's leisure. The topic of conversation was naturally related to bluegrass, and everyone was like a modest gentleman, thoughtful and reasonable.

After the banquet, my father-in-law who had not written for a long time improvised a poem:

Qingpingle

Ming Xiang Xi Zhao, enjoying himself alone.

the autumn wind is getting tighter and cooler, and the bluegrass is quiet and beautiful throughout the ages.

pure and elegant, beautiful and charming. The fragrance wafted around.

it's good to be in harmony with each other.

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