Recalling the fragrant prose of roses in Liangjiang

Wanjiayan Waterfall is located in Maluba, Lianghekou Township, Chishui City, Guizhou Province. Because it looks like a Buddha, it is also called Bathing Buddha Waterfall, and because of a beautiful legend, it is called Floating Flowers.

Maruba has undulating terrain, overlapping peaks, strange roads, high mountains and dense forests, abundant rainfall all year round, misty seasons and sparsely populated, so wild animals flock in droves and often haunt for food and harm creatures. According to legend, there lived a Luo family on Maluba Mountain. All the houses are made of stone, and there is a wall five miles outside the house, which isolates Fang from the surrounding wild animals and ensures the life of the family. There is a stream flowing around the wall in the mountain. Roche has a pair of playful daughters, Russell Luo Yan. They are young and charming, and occasionally secretly run to the stream to wash clothes and play. Sister Su Yan secretly likes hunting gods, but they don't know it. Let's talk about hunting gods. He is a famous hunter in Maruba. Because he is young and wise, agile, bold and cautious in the face of wolves, tigers and leopards, and has saved the lives of many villagers from the mouth of wild animals, he was awarded the title of "hunting god"

On this day, the foot of the mountain suddenly let out a scream and there were wild animals. The hunter didn't have time to think much, so he picked up his bow and arrow and chased the beast all the way. After drinking a cup of tea, he chased into the forest, but there was no sign of wild animals. This is not the work of the god of hunting. He thinks he must find the beast. So he followed the animal prints all the way, unconsciously followed a deep ditch, but broke the paw prints. Along the ditch, the water is gurgling. Russell Luo Yan is washing clothes and playing with water by the ditch, laughing loudly. The hunter suddenly looked at the forest near the trench and was about to remind Su Yan's sisters. Before he could speak, he saw something jump out of the forest, screaming, running to Su Yan, picking up Luo Yan and flying to the mountains. The hunter jumped forward and chased after him, shooting several arrows in succession, hitting the beast's hind leg, blood-stained mountain road and chasing to a cliff. Seeing that there was no way to go ahead, the beast looked back at the hunter, but Luo Yan was still in his mouth. The hunter was in a hurry and quickly pointed his bow and arrow at the beast's head. Unexpectedly, the beast suddenly jumped off the cliff. The hunter immediately drew his bow, shot into the ear door and jumped down with him. The waist of the beast was entangled in the branches of a big tree and could not land. When the hunter was about to land, he was bounced by a branch and landed again. His leg is broken. He looked up and saw the beast let go, and Luo Yan fell from the air. The hunter tried his best to reach for it, but it backfired. Seeing Luo Yan prostrate at his feet, there was nothing he could do. When Russell came after him, he stood at the top of the cliff and looked at the hunter sitting under the cliff. Luo Yan was silent at his feet. Russell wailed and shook the mountain, and tears burst its banks like a flood.

From then on, Russell lingered on the top of the cliff all the year round, sobbing, and Long song sang. It is said that Russell's tears finally turned into waterfalls, flying down and resounding through the valley. The imposing manner and noise make the surrounding birds and animals stay away from each other. Since then, there have been no ferocious beasts in Maruba. People say that the hunting gods are protecting their neighbors, while others say that the blood and tears of Su Yan sisters have influenced God and sheltered a pure land. When you are old and tired, heroes and beautiful women turn into huge stones, blend into one, stand upright like buddhas and immortals, and hide in the deep mountains and forests. Later, when Maruba people prayed for a bumper harvest and paid homage to their heroes and sisters, they would put sacrifices in bowls and put them in the rocks around the waterfall, which was later called Wanjiayan Waterfall.

Today's scenery, deep in Maolin, sits abruptly on the precipice, with visible eyebrows, Buddha on the left and fairy on the right. The waterfall floats down from the top of the mountain, like sitting in a Buddha's bath waterfall and dressing up like a fairy. At the foot of the waterfall, there are two small waterfalls. The first one looks like a lotus platform, and the second one looks like a beautiful girl's hair. Looking up at the waterfall at the bottom of the valley, the fog is like dancing, beautiful, giggling occasionally, wandering in the mountains like a dream, so it is also called "Falling Flowers", which is intended to praise the gentle, affectionate, beautiful and dedicated spirit of Maruba women, neither humble nor flattering, and never leaving.

Second, start with the grass.

On Tanabata in 20 12, I visited an ancient village in Lianghekou. I don't know my destination, and I don't know the condition of the car.

The car takes the mountain road, which is rugged and difficult to walk. Occasionally, the cart is too muddy. Bumping along the Panshan Highway, the township cadres told us about the tourism situation of two estuaries with ancient legends. Laughter and laughter in the car, blue sky and white clouds outside the window, bright and bright. The horn sounded at the sharp corner, causing birds to fly in the forest and go straight to the distant forest. After crossing the homesickness platform, stop and have a panoramic view. There are endless trees everywhere, and the sky is high and the clouds are light, which is very comfortable. Then go down the winding mountain road, and when you get out of the foot of the mountain, the road becomes flat.

Across the ridge, I saw a lonely house in the distance. As I approached, I saw an old man standing under the eaves, hunched his back and looked at us. I was suddenly surprised and said, "Master, stop the car." I pulled down the car door and ran to the old man. When I ran near him, he was struggling to get the basket and prepare to go up the hill. The old man is my grandfather. He doesn't know who I am, but he knows it. He asked about my family and confirmed that I was his granddaughter, so he shook my hand excitedly and was silent for a long time. Grandfather is deaf, lame, blind in his right eye, hard of hearing and trembling hands.

After greeting, I hurried back to the car. Grandpa kept looking at my back until I couldn't see the car. I was in the car, staring at my grandfather's increasingly distant figure, my eyes blurred and my thoughts flying.

Grandpa is a foreigner and fled with his parents at the age of seven. He is a bad karma born and bred, and he is really motherless. From the age of seven to eighty, I really experienced the hardships of wind and waves, frost and snow and grew into a grass. His achievements attest to his hardships. Grandpa begged for food, spared cattle, fought iron, hunted, crossed the countryside and shouted to sell. ...

Grandpa begged with his parents all the way, sitting where he was tired, resting where he was dark and sleeping where he was hungry. Sometimes I can't get half a red office for a few days, and sometimes I give a bowl of tea to a good-hearted person to save my life. At the age of twelve, my grandfather was separated from his parents, and he was sitting on a small road in Shan Ye crying. Tired and hungry, he gradually cried himself to sleep. In my dream, I have my parents with me, and I have a lot of food, rice, vegetables, soup and tea.

"Why don't you wake up? Is it difficult for bandits to trick Lao Zi into getting a dead man and selling it to me? "

A roar woke grandpa from his dream.

In this way, my grandfather was sold to the landlord's house and began to learn to herd cattle and sheep. He once fell off a cliff to save a cow and left a leg injury. Later, when I grew up, I began to learn farm work, plow fields, transplant rice seedlings and thresh, dig and weed, all of which I learned, and I became a landlord's long-term worker for twelve years.

After the land reform, the landlord was overthrown and the land was divided. My grandfather was a stranger and didn't get the land. Later, when he was hungry, he chose to wander, help people strike while the iron is hot, hunt and hunt, and sell with others, collect scrap iron, make pots and pans, lay cages and quilt ... Anyone who thinks he can take them away will choose to sell in the countryside, hoping to change his stuttering.

Grandpa strung into a ravine called Nihe and fainted in grandma's vegetable field. It was grandma who called home and saved grandpa's life. Grandpa woke up and told his general experience. In order to repay his grandmother's family for saving his life, he decided to stay and help her with farm work after obtaining her consent. Later, my grandfather was moved by my grandmother being a warm and kind woman. My grandmother admired my grandfather as a hardworking and honest man, so I got married and my grandfather had a family. That year, my grandfather was 27 years old. From then on, grandpa stopped wandering and was willing to protect his grandmother, his family and the gully called the mud river.

I remember ten years ago, when I took care of my grandmother, my uncle began to do ideological work for my grandfather, hoping that he would live with the children and take care of them conveniently. As a result, my grandfather flew into a rage. That was the first time I saw grandpa angry. He interrupted the children's argument loudly and said angrily, "We are all gone, and grass will grow on the grave!"! I'm not going anywhere, just look at your mother! "

During grandma's absence for ten years, grandpa lived in an old house and limped up the hill with a small basket like a child. People who don't understand always advise him to go up the mountain less when he is old, and no one knows when he falls. No matter what others say, he can't hear anything as long as he is told not to go up the mountain. In fact, most of the time grandpa went up the mountain to see grandma. He would sit idly on the ground, squinting, looking at the grave, looking at the messy weeds, and then slowly pulling them out one by one. There is a grass in front of grandma's grave, which is grandma's black hair. Grandpa combs her hair every day and finds that grandma has long white hair, so he gently brushes it away for her at the right time. Grandpa chanted while dialing and resting. Sometimes when he was tired, he leaned against his grandmother's grave, let the breeze blow and the sun shine, and gave all his hymns to her. Grandpa will cry like a child when he reads what only grandma can understand, and tears will spread all over the cemetery, moisten weeds and grow again.

Grandpa walks around grandma's grave like this every day, doing what he likes, saying what he likes and shedding endless tears. Every night when I go home, there will be some firewood, some grass, some tears or some bitterness in my basket. ...

Grandpa can't read, understand reason, love and Tanabata life. However, he will have grandma and no grandma every day, begging for hope in front of Tanabata and spending it in front of precious life.

Third, the assassin.

The first time I met Zeng Yihao was on his motorcycle in 20 1 1 year.

It was the morning of July, and the heat wave smelled good. I walked in the shade of the street in Lianghekou Town. Suddenly, a motorcycle stopped beside me with a whoosh and said it would take me to a meeting. About five minutes' drive. Talk to Liao Liao with numbers.

"What's the name of the branch secretary?"

"Is a farmer, not expensive! Just call me Lao Zeng. Everyone calls me Zeng Changjie of Daba Mountain. "

"Oh, the street now? How else can I be called a street leader? "

"Yes, now I am the secretary of the street branch."

"Not to say that you are the township party of Daba Mountain? Is it possible to carry two villages on one shoulder? "

Secretary Zeng arrived at the meeting before answering me. During the dinner, I have been thinking that this Zeng Yihao seems to have many stories, so I won't say anything else. If the two village party secretaries are true, they are capable people and have to visit.

After the meeting, I found Zeng Zhishu and said I wanted to interview him. When he was in a hurry, he said, "It's ok to put on a dragon gate array, but you can't interview. I am too shabby to be on TV. "

"Haha, let's have a dragon gate array." I followed the answer and asked, "Secretary, I heard that Daba Mountain used to be poor. That's not why you came to be a street leader, is it? "

"No, no, Daba Mountain is poor, but it is my root, and I am still the branch secretary there, haha ... As for coming to the street, there is a story, just like you said, called love." Zeng Yihao leaned back on his motorcycle and said solemnly, giving a hearty laugh.

I was amused by the 40-year-old branch secretary in front of me. This branch secretary who speaks without losing the local flavor and humor turned out to be a man with a story.

Zeng Yihao and his wife Mingxia are junior high school classmates and admire each other. Mingxia's home is in the street, and Ming's father works in a supply and marketing cooperative with a prosperous business, which can be regarded as an affordable family. Zeng Yihao is from Daba Mountain. The Daba Mountain in the ballad is "what a big Daba Mountain with ninety-nine bays". Eat corn rice and cover the brown felt. " The so-called disparity between the rich and the poor, Ming father knows his daughter's mind and doesn't agree with this marriage. He refused to marry the matchmaker invited by the Zeng family three times in a row.

As the days passed, Ming's father promised to marry Mingxia to someone else's house, and the wedding date was set. This can make Zeng Yihao anxious like a cat on hot bricks. After careful consideration, Zeng Yihao decided to cross the rubicon and propose in person. Ming's father never tires of watching Zeng Yihao. Instead, I appreciate his intelligence and ability to bear hardships. Seeing that Zeng Yihao brought it up himself, he was sincere, indicating that he really didn't want his daughter to suffer in Daba Mountain, unless Zeng Yihao was the son-in-law who inserted the door. Zeng Yihao doesn't care much. As long as he agrees to marry Mingxia, he is willing to be a cow and a horse. So Zeng Yihao broke the rules of men in Daba Mountain and became the first man to "marry" into the streets of Lianghekou Township.

Since Zeng Yihao "married" to the street, he was quickly loved by his neighbors on the street and enjoyed a good reputation because of his straightforward personality, heavy affection and righteousness, and helpfulness. Just as Zeng Yihao was thinking about what to do, the wave of working came, and Zeng Yihao followed the wave into the big waves, and he worked for more than ten years.

In the Spring Festival of 2008, Zeng Yihao went home for the New Year, which coincided with the sea election. When talking with neighbors about the development outside, Zeng Yihao yearned for it, but Kan Kan talked about it, which made the neighbors very anxious. So he discussed why he didn't choose Zeng Yihao as the branch secretary, made suggestions for everyone, and led the masses to seek the development path. As a result, Zeng Yihao became the branch secretary of the street. With his encouragement, the development momentum of the street is getting better every day. Originally, some neighbors stopped doing business and began to learn to do business; Originally, some idle funds began to raise funds to open hotels in partnership; When the street garbage was scattered, volunteers began to clean it; On the originally quiet street, people began to dance the fitness dam at night ... The originally dead street was suddenly messed up by Zeng Yihao. Everyone is satisfied with the newly elected branch secretary, which makes Zeng Yihao's "mother" family very anxious.

At the end of 2009, the five brothers came to the bazi mountain of "Niang" and lived in Zeng Yihao's house. They don't worry about food and clothing, just to ask Zeng Yihao to return to Daba Mountain as a branch secretary and lead the villagers to repair Panshan Tongcun Road. In fact, Zeng Yihao thinks about the road of his hometown all the time, especially when he becomes the secretary of the street branch. Looking at the development of the street, he is worried about Daba Mountain! When Zeng Yihao saw his brother * * * coming to invite him, he was deeply moved and promised to come down for a night. The next day, I went up the mountain with everyone to discuss how to build Panshan Highway.

Zeng Yihao couldn't help crying when he talked about digging roads. He said that everyone's hard work is no different from that of livestock. Digging roads only takes up a corner of the field, and many people are dissatisfied, because many people regard the land as their own life. In terms of investment, there are countless people who sneak away, muddle along and be careless. Seeing this problem, Zeng Yihao quickly discussed with his brothers, and finally decided to select ten villagers' representatives from the masses to be responsible for daily supervision, and adopted the ancient way of "counting work points" to bring the spirit of hard work and hard work of Dabashan people to the extreme. The Mao Highway, which is seven or eight kilometers long, lasted for one year and eight months, coiled around Daba Mountain like a silver snake, winding from the foot of 400 meters to the top of more than 1,000 meters. Zeng Yihao paid off all the hundreds of thousands of yuan accumulated by working.

How to develop the road has become a big problem. Zeng Yihao discussed it with everyone for dozens of times, but he still didn't decide to be healthy.

During the Spring Festival of 20 1 1, Zeng Yihao rode his motorcycle back to Daba Mountain, ready to salvage the fish in the fish pond and eat it. Unexpectedly, after catching a few fish, he found the fish in the pond in pairs and in droves. This surprised Zeng Yihao. The fish pond is divided into three parts. At first, there were not many seedlings and there was no management. Is it a natural environment? Zeng Yihao's heart lit up and he quickly called dozens of brothers to fish, cook and eat fish. The method of cooking fish in rural areas is very simple, without any seasoning, but the fish is mellow and refreshing. Finally, everyone agreed that it is a good idea to develop cold-water fish farming. After making up his mind, Zeng Yihao set about planning, reported to the village leaders, and went out to inspect with his six brothers.

The so-called investigation is a seven-member motorcycle team headed by Zeng Yihao, starting from Daba Mountain in Lianghekou and passing through Gu Lin, Xuyong, Naxi, Longmatan, Hejiang and Luzhou. After seven days and seven nights of running around, it finally brought back the experience of cold-water fish farming in various places to Daba Mountain. With the care and technical support of superiors, the cold-water fish culture in Daba Mountain was first developed, from dozens of acres to more than 1,000 acres in the whole town. The Mao Highway led by Zeng Yihao was also hardened with the support of the government.

On New Year's Day this year, I went to Daba Mountain by bus with great expectation. From the foot of the mountain, a unified word "ambition" turned up the mountain. Looking out of the glass window, I saw the houses at the foot of the mountain like ants and the ditches like silver wires. The closer we get to the top of the mountain, the steeper it is, like the edge of a cliff in the garage, as if we were going to fall down the mountain, and several women in the same trade were amazed. To the top of the mountain, standing on the green hills, watching bamboo, breathing fresh air and eating delicious fish feast, who said it was not a great pleasure in life?

When getting off the bus, Zeng Yihao stood by a big fish pond and waited. He wore a sky-blue jacket to match his medium height and introduced the fish pond to everyone. He looks strong, confident, earnest and enthusiastic.

Daba Mountain is the root of Zeng Yihao, and Zeng Yihao is the bone and muscle of Daba Mountain. When I think like this, I think of rosewood. Yes, roses are not exquisite. Their growth conditions are very low, barren, cold-resistant and drought-tolerant. If Daba Mountain is a rose, then Zeng Yihao is a sharp thorn in the rose. It not only supports the branches of the rose, but also lights up the colorful roses, and is also a flower protector. He is really an "assassin" who cuts Daba Mountain!

Fourth, the anniversary

I planned my 10th wedding anniversary in advance and went to Roseveare Abbey to find the feeling of ten years ago.

On the anniversary, my husband and I went directly to the church in the town.

At the entrance of the church, there are no staff. I was wondering when Mr. Wang pushed the door and came in. I followed closely and stopped after a few steps, because there was a man sitting in the corner, looking melancholy and familiar.

Seeing someone, the man stood up and walked towards us, sweeping away the haze on his face and smiling. It turned out to be Qin Kege, the king of roses, who married us in the church ten years ago!

When he learned that my husband and I were the first couple to get married in church after the completion of Rosewood, he couldn't help but be overjoyed. Because in the church he built himself, Mr. Qin only officiated at the wedding for one couple every year, and only on this day for the first couple, and we were the first couple after the church was built, and also the first couple he presided over.

Mr Qin is over sixty years old. Fifteen years ago, because of a visit to Shizhangdong Waterfall, I heard that Xie An, a young supervisor, had lived in seclusion in Shizhangdong for 25 years and cultivated land, which was greatly lamented. So Mr. Qin made more than ten consecutive trips and made a comprehensive inspection of Shizhangdong Waterfall and the tourism resources of the village. Finally, the project of Rose Town was chosen by Shizhangdong Waterfall, halfway up the dam. The overall construction of Rose Town integrates leisure, health care, vacation, entertainment and shopping, with European-style buildings as the mainstay, including churches, castles, English streets, children's parks, holiday apartments, manor apartments and cliff-facing apartments. The most dazzling is the 1,000-acre rose garden, where millions of different kinds of roses are planted, making the town full of flowers and fragrance all year round, so people call it the king of roses.

"Mr Qin, thank you! We can meet you on the tenth wedding anniversary. I think this is a commemoration in itself! " I sincerely say.

"Actually, I should say thank you, because today, ten years ago, it was my wife's twentieth wedding anniversary, but she was not there. You made me realize my promise." Mr. Qin said slowly, as if he were depressed again.

"What promise?" My husband asked eagerly.

"Hey, it's all over!" Mr. Qin sighed and seemed to end the dialogue.

I was in a hurry and said quickly.

"Mr. Qin, why don't we husband and wife invite the officiant to have a cup of tea in Fengqing Street? You see, this anniversary is the same day, isn't it fate? " I began to be interested in his wife, so I sincerely invited him and prayed in my heart not to reject me flatly.

"You girls talk and listen!" Mr. Qin pointed at me and said in a clear voice. After a pause, he sighed and said, "A cup of tea will be fine! I specially let the staff stay in the church for two hours, and both the old and the new left. It seems that I am waiting for you! "

Fengqing Street is really an elegant small street. There are so many bamboos on both sides of the street that there is no end in sight. There are children playing in the street, and white clouds are floating outside. From time to time, a few rays of laughter floated in the chic building in the forest, and from time to time, a few smiles were revealed. Sometimes light music pierced the sky, sometimes the keys hit the heart, sometimes the cups and lamps in the teahouse collided, and sometimes the chessboard horse fights. ...

This is a painting that cannot be mixed with other colors. We walked silently, enjoying leisure. Walking, I suddenly stopped in front of a building called Memorial Day in the middle of the street, focused on the word Memorial Day and chose the teahouse.

Enter the room, follow the handrail at the corner, move to the second floor and walk into the hall. The hall is simple in decoration and antique. The piano music in the hall is dim, and there are scattered people sitting beside the tables and chairs drinking tea. Tea fragrance enters the air with the sound of the piano, which makes you intoxicated.

Sitting by the window, you can see the piano platform in the hall, the street view under the window, and the distant mountains in Dai. Sit down, Mr. Qin ordered a cup of Dendrobium tea, and my husband and I each ordered a cup of buckwheat tea, and heard the piano turn into a moonlit night on the riverside. Accompanied by music, tea fragrance and gossip, I got to know the real rose king Qin Kege.

Qin Kege's wife is Chen Ruoyun, and they are college classmates. After graduating from college, Qin Kege went to work in Chen Ruoyun's father's tourism culture company. Qin Keqing is modest and honest, and he is very popular with Jackie Chan. Because of his flexible mind, all the planning schemes he made were basically passed by unanimous vote, and he was promoted to the manager of the company's planning department in just one year. Can always knew that Qin Keqing was his daughter's classmate, so he went home one day and praised Qin Keqing in public in front of his family, saying that Qin Keqing was a talented person, a good prospect and a good classmate of Ruoyun. But always deliberately said the last sentence very seriously. Ruoyun was secretly happy when he heard his father praise Qin Kege, saying that he still needed to work hard. Being able to keep listening is not only a classmate relationship, but also a high goal. I opened my heart and talked to my daughter. If Yun sees that her father doesn't object, he will tell me everything. Can always talk well with his father and daughter. In the end, the remnant sighed sadly and happily: "Women's universities don't stay, this Qin can sing!"

After that, Qin Kege and Chen Ruoyun got married successfully, their careers were thriving, and their lives were warm and safe.

Speaking of this, Mr. Qin took a sip of tea and recalled: "If the cloud is around, I like to put' This sentiment can be sung' in different scenes, and the meaning will be different."

"Can I sing? This sentence was the message she sent me when we were married for the tenth anniversary. " Mr. Qin said slowly, lost in thought. I looked at the piano table, and it was a woman without makeup playing, like a song "Showing Hate".

If the cloud is a beautiful and melodious woman, she is as bright as a sunflower, but when a thunderstorm passes, it is often the smiling sunflower who is slapped first. If Yun is diagnosed with cancer, it will be in the year when they got married for fifteen years. Since then, in addition to work, Qin Kege has guarded Ruoyun whenever he has time. Seeing his wife's temples gray, unable to eat, and still complaining, Qin Kege's heart suddenly hurt.

It's been cured, raised and persuaded, and two years have passed. In the past two years, Qin Kege has become accustomed to spending various anniversaries with Ruoyun. On every anniversary, ruoyun roses and lilies will be sent. And Qin Keqing secretly vowed in his heart that on the 20th anniversary, Ruoyun must be brought to a place where there are mountains, waters and sentient beings with intentions, and then he disappeared. When his wife is here, he shares her worries, and when his wife is away, he is alone in the lonely grave.

No matter how Qin Kege planned, he couldn't keep up with the change.

One day, Qin Kege was busy in the company, and his mobile phone message reminded him that it was a message from Ruoyun: This situation is over!

Qin Kege understands that Ruoyun wants to persuade himself to put her down. So I replied: this is a song! But!

For five minutes, Ruoyun didn't reply.

Qin Keqing immediately sent a message: This is a song! ! ! Ruoyun, tell me how to sing.

For a long time, the information sounded.

If the cloud returns: I love sunflowers, do you know? Sunflowers follow the sun all their lives from morning till night. If I die, it will be from beginning to end!

After watching Qin Kege, I burst into tears. Ruoyun has never been so sad, even when he is sick, he is not so sad when he is back. What surprised Qin Kege most was that after seventeen years of marriage, he didn't know that Ruoyun loved sunflowers the most! Sunflower, that's a beautiful flower!

Qin Kege picked up the phone and was about to reply when the news came again.

Ruoyun's message: Give me die before the flowers. ..... Give someone a rose and leave a lingering fragrance in your hand! ..... Don't ruin it!

The Piano Music Committee complained bitterly, and Qin Kege burst into tears when he finished, clutching the teacup in his hand.

I went to the piano and asked to change the tune "Memorial Day". The pianist looked at me doubtfully and played Memorial Day, which was not originally a piano piece. ...

The sound of the piano is like water drops, hitting the silent street, hitting every teacup and hitting the hearts of the three tea drinkers.

"If the cloud like water since childhood, I think, she should like ten zhangs hole that hang white practice. If Yun likes seclusion, hasn't Xie Shaojian lived here for 25 years? I think if the clouds are hidden here for a long time-ten zhangs waterfall, rose bushes. "Qin Keqing cried and drank tea, and said quietly.

The pianist is playing intently, and his flowing long hair flutters with the tune, sometimes with his eyes closed, and sometimes with his head down, completely integrated with the tune, with a heart in mind.

When I bid farewell to Qin Kege, the sound of the piano still reverberated in my ears. Standing under the memorial teahouse, I once again took a deep look at the three characters of Memorial Day. My husband and I bowed to Qin Kege, the king of roses.

Postscript: In Shuowen: "Rose is the beauty of stone, and rose is the beauty of pearl"; In Sima Xiangru's Zi Xufu, there is a saying that "the stone is a red jade rose". Later, the rose became a flower name, and the explanation of China people was not as gentle as that of westerners. Because there are sharp hedgehogs on the stems of roses, people in China regard them as "aristocrats" and call them "assassins". This appreciation of "nobility" is very consistent with the nature of roses: roses are not delicate, have very low requirements for growth conditions, are barren, cold-resistant, drought-resistant and extensive in management. In addition, because roses are fragrant and lingering, they are also called "falling flowers"; Old Mu Yi withered with each new branch. If the new branch is moved, both will flourish, so it is also called "Li Nian Cao". Whether in The Assassin or Leaving Mother, Rose shows a peerless elegance hidden in tenacity, and is by no means a sad lady whose youth is perishable. Xiaowen's four poems are intended to eulogize the roses everywhere in Lianghekou Township, regardless of men and women. May the spirit of the roses from the two rivers float out of the sky.