Mountain Miscellaneous

Chapter 45 Orchid, Tea Ceremony (edited)
The Xili River splits Guyang County in two, and many willow trees are planted along the river.

The section between Xuri Bridge and Langqiao is the Flower and Bird Market, and Li Changqing came here after buying milk powder.

As soon as he approached the Sunrise Bridge, Li Changqing smelled the fragrance of flowers in the air before hearing the birdsong.

Li Changqing came following the scent of flowers, and the whole street was filled with flowers, plants, tortoises, birds, fish and insects.

Among many flowers and plants, the orchid has a beautiful posture and a strong fragrance. The ancients praised it as the ancestor of fragrance, the first fragrance in the world or the fragrance of the king.

According to the records in "Confucius Family Yu", Confucius traveled around the countries and returned from the state of Wei to the state of Lu.

Seeing "the orchid is fragrant alone" in the deep valley, he said with emotion: "The orchid should be the king."

Therefore, later generations called "lan" as "king fragrance". Kangxi of the Qing Dynasty also wrote "Ode to Youlan" to praise its noble character.

The graceful flower and green leaves are long, and the fragrance of the valley can hardly be hidden by the wind.

Don't be worthy of being worn for wearing, even if no one is arrogant.

The orchids are graceful, with green and slender leaves. When the wind blows, it is difficult to hide its fragrance even in the deep valley.

Even if it is picked up by others, it is not reconciled to use it as an accessory, and even if no one appreciates it, it will silently spit out its fragrance.

The characteristics of being noble, reserved, outstanding but not arrogant but not vulgar are also the performance of a gentleman who is cautious and independent.

Li Changqing walked around the flower and bird market several times, admiring the beauty of different varieties of orchids.

"My fellow, do you want to buy orchids?" A shopkeeper greeted Li Changqing.

"Yes!" Li Changqing said with a smile as he looked at his village old farmer's attire.

"The water inside the orchid is very deep. If you just want to raise it for yourself, it is recommended to buy some ordinary varieties."

"Anything to recommend?"

"These pots of Cymbidium and Jianlan are good. Now is the flowering period of Cymbidium, and Jianlan will bloom as soon as autumn comes!"

"Okay, give me twelve of each kind!"

The wooden shelf behind Li Changqing's motorcycle has limited space, and it is already the limit to put 24 orchids.

"After I go back, I will look up some precautions for planting orchids on the Internet to increase my own experience."

After the boss installed Li Changqing, he did not forget to ask.

"Thank you boss for the reminder!" Li Changqing paid the money and returned to Lijia'ao with 24 orchids.

The two weasel cubs were still sleeping soundly in the cabin. Li Changqing took out a hoe and planted orchids under the bamboo shadow.

After the 24 orchids were transplanted, Li Changqing poured some spiritual water on the orchids.

At dusk, the birds return to their nests.

The bamboo in the bamboo forest moves with the wind, and the fragrance of orchids spreads far in the empty valley.

Throughout the ages, painters have taken orchids and splashed ink to express their aspirations, and poets have chanted orchids and composed poems to express their aspirations.

Orchid has become an art deeply rooted in the heart, a kind of feeling, spirit and realm, and a culture rooted in the history of the Chinese nation.

Li Changqing set up his drawing board and drew orchids in the sunset.

Accompanied by orchid and bamboo, there is fragrance and festival, and bamboo is also indispensable.

The first stroke is written in the form of a nail-headed rat-tailed mantis belly, the second stroke crosses the water hyacinth's eye, and the third stroke breaks the water hyacinth's eye.

Flowering branches appear in medium ink, flowers in light ink, stamens in thick ink.

With Zhong Nanshan as the background, Li Changqing painted the picture of "Cloudy Bamboo Trees Are Lush and Orchids Mansion Mountain".

The mountain trails slowly close together, and the sound of the stream can be heard everywhere.

The bamboo is deep and the sun is overcast, and the wood is ancient and the clouds are dry.

Leaning on the threshold to listen to the singing birds, climbing the cliffs to collect different fragrances.

Shaohua spring is already halfway, and everything is enjoying itself.

The mountain trails, streams, bamboo groves, forests, birds, and orchids are organically matched.

In the whole painting "The Bamboo Trees Dwelling in the Clouds Are Very Lush and the Orchids Are Over the Mountain", only the mountain lacks some courage.

Li Changqing looked around the vast mountains, felt the characteristics of them carefully, and realized something.

Use "Bamboo Trees in Clouds Dwelling in Lush and Orchids Over Mountains" as an introduction to lighting dry firewood, and burn a pot of spiritual water.

After the spirit water was boiled, the two weasel cubs just woke up from the grass nest.

The little squirrel also returned with a lot of nuts and looked curiously at the two weasel cubs.

Li Changqing picked up the two weasel cubs from their nests and placed them on the table.

Open a can of milk powder and brew it with boiled spiritual water.

Then put it in cold water to cool down, and wait until the temperature of the skin surface is almost the same before taking it out.

Li Changqing held the weasel cub in his left hand, and turned on the daddy mode with a feeding bottle in his right hand.

Put the two weasels, who were well fed, on their knees, and tease them with their index fingers.

The gray and white cubs rubbed against Li Changqing's palm very affectionately, turned over and rolled around cutely.

"I'll give you a name. From now on, Xiaobai will be called Huanhuan, and Xiaohui will be called Xixi." Li Changqing thought about it.

The two weasel cubs looked at Li Changqing suspiciously with their dark eyes.

The little squirrel jumped from the table into Li Changqing's arms.

Make a 'squeak' sound, expressing your dissatisfaction.

"Do you want a name too? Just call it Nao Nao!" Li Changqing said to the little squirrel.

"Cuckoo!", the little squirrel exclaimed excitedly.

Jumping into the room, he took out a nut and lightly touched Li Changqing with the tip of his nose.

"Is the effect of spiritual water on improving the intelligence of animals so obvious? They are almost perfect!" Li Changqing took the nut and laughed.

Putting Huanhuanxixi back in the hut, Li Changqing read "Nanjing" alone under the hut.

"The five viscera are all equal, but the heart and lungs are on the top of the neck alone, why?"

"Of course: the heart contains the blood, and the lungs contain the qi. The blood is the glory, and the qi is the defense. They follow each other up and down, which is called Rongwei. They pass through the meridians and run around the outside, so the heart and lungs are alone on the girdle."

The content of "Nanjing" is much more complicated than "Soup Song", so Li Changqing read it slowly.

Before going to sleep, Li Changqing poured spiritual water on the orchid again, but when he woke up, the orchid that had just been transplanted was full of vitality.

The whole cabin was surrounded by a strong fragrance, and Li Changqing set out to harvest leeks amidst the fragrance of birds and flowers.

There are more and more people studying with Lijia'ao Primary School, which is quite the trend of the development of square dancing aunts.

After the audience finished fighting the leeks, Li Changqing went to the chicken coop on Zhongnan Mountain to feed the chicken cubs.

The chicks are eating leeks, and they are much more agile than those in ordinary chicken farms.

After returning from the chicken farm, Li Changqing burned another pot of hot water next to the orchid in the bamboo forest.

Li Changqing finished feeding Huanhuanxixi milk powder, made a cup of tea and started reading.

And because it was Friday, Lijia'ao Primary School had only two classes in the afternoon, so Meng Yuncheng thought about going to Zhong Nanshan to visit Li Changqing.

After turning over the back mountain and passing through the small path with nine turns and eighteen turns, it seems to be at the end of the road.

The fragrance of orchids wafted in the air, and Meng Yuncheng continued to walk forward, and a small wooden house like a paradise appeared.

Orchids are planted under the elegant bamboo forest, and Li Changqing sits at a wooden table and sips fragrant tea.

"There are orchids in the empty valley, the sage is in the wild, brother Li is so elegant!" Meng Yuncheng said upon seeing this.

"It's just farming and reading on the mountain, Mr. Meng, let's have a cup of coarse tea together?" Li Changqing greeted.

"Haha, he is obsessed with reading with simple tea and light meals, and he regards green bamboo as his neighbor and orchid as his friend. Brother Li can be called a true gentleman."

Confucianism regards orchid and tea as the way of a gentleman, Meng Yuncheng picked up the teacup and said with a smile.

　Thank you for your rewards~ especially if you have a story, I don’t want to drink, come back with a reputation, the spring and autumn of the pen, the year of the dream, etc.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)