It is not easy to be a monk in the Tang Dynasty

When the last dead leaf was swept into the air by the wind and Pan Heng disappeared, Yan Dong came with the shock of the first snow in the eight years of Zhenguan.

This was the first snow that Zhang Yang saw when he came to Datang. The snowflakes were flying one after another, and soon the ground was completely white, as if covering up the noise of the world, and the surroundings were very quiet without the noise of the past.

There was no heating and no down jacket, so Zhang Yang had to put on a bulky cotton padded jacket under the monk's robe and a scarf made of fox fur to keep out the severe cold.

Without the emission of car exhaust due to the industrialization of later generations, no one understands the meaning of the greenhouse effect. The temperature in Chang’an’s winter is much lower than that of later generations. It's better to hide in the house and not come out.

Fur in ancient times was cheap. At that time, there was no animal protection law, and the relationship between humans and animals was just that of hunters and prey. If you said on the street, "Animals are our friends, no cruelty to small animals is allowed", I am afraid that people would be regarded as Brats are despised.

Unlike later generations, even sparrows that steal food can become protected animals, and the only way to obtain animal fur can only be through artificial breeding, which is also said to be cruel.The cost is high and the price is more expensive. It is regarded as a luxury only for the rich. How can I, a poor student, afford those things.

Of course, Zhang Yang proudly touched the soft scarf, expressing that he is an environmentalist who loves animals and never takes the initiative to hunt those cute little animals.

Putting on his hat, Zhang Yang sat lazily in the room, not wanting to move, with several charcoal braziers beside him, very warm and cozy.

I still remember the era of snow shortage in later generations. Global warming made snow a rare commodity. Whenever it snowed, adults and children rushed to the snow like crazy, playing snowball fights and making snowmen. A group of adults and children played together. In search of lost innocence.

Walking hand in hand when the snowflakes are flying is very popular among lovers. The whiteness of the snowflakes symbolizes the purity of love. Looking at the two rows of footprints in the white snow, there is a feeling of holding hands and growing old together. artistic conception.

At that time, Zhang Yang was very envious of those who held hands in the snow and enjoyed romance, but he could only sing loudly to Xiao Lizi's rain-beaten face on the beach, being a bachelor is so bitter!

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang couldn't help but feel moved, I am no longer a loner, the cow dung finally has flowers to grow, and the famous grass is also headed by someone, and now we also have wives.

But the end of the new year is coming soon, this is the busiest time for a family, and the new year is the end of the previous year and the beginning of the next year.

Summarize the achievements of the previous year, analyze the gains and losses, and comment on personal achievements. Everyone will review what they have done in this year, and reward them for their achievements.

Looking forward to the coming year, I will express my reflections, as well as preparations for various New Year’s goods, supplies for sacrifices, return gifts for relatives and friends, and so on.These have to be prepared in the past few days. There are many things and the time is very urgent. Every family is busy and lively.

In ancient times, people paid great attention to the New Year. Even the temples were busy and busy. Looking at the busy little monks who were sweating, Zhang Yang couldn't help laughing secretly. Is it the Eastern Spring Festival?When others are busy and their feet are not touching the ground, it is not easy for him to travel with beauty in an aboveboard manner, so Zhang Yang has no choice but to give up his plan to invite Ji Yanran to watch the snow scene.

But after these wild thoughts, Zhang Yang's heart gradually warmed up, and he felt that the cold was no longer so unbearable.Seeing the vast expanse of whiteness outside, Zhang Yang suddenly wanted to go for a walk.

As soon as the wind blew outside, Zhang Yang shivered, tightened his clothes, and walked towards the monastery plum forest.A plum blossom poem is a landscape in winter, brazenly sticking to its position when thousands of flowers wither, blooming its own beauty and revealing its fragrance. The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold, and it is suitable to see plum blossoms in winter!

When I came to the plum forest in the temple, Zhang Yang's spirit was refreshed, and it didn't need the backdrop of green leaves to show its icy elegance and grace.The budding is shy and eager to speak, tenderly affectionate;

A pure white world, dotted with red, pink, white, or yellow flowers, smelling a faint fragrance in the wind.

Climbing and folding a few branches, Zhang Yang saw the budding flowers on them. Although they did not have the mature charm of fully blooming, they had a charming and shy expression.In his eyes, he seemed to see a young girl in Tsing Yi dancing flamboyantly in the snow.

The charcoal fire in the room is red, and it still feels warm even in this severe winter. The girl only wears a thin pink dress and is intoxicated in the world of books. Timidity and longing.

The feelings of a girl are always poetry. On the willow on the moon, after the dusk, the gifted scholar and the beautiful woman spend the night before the moon, who is the first love of the girl in the cardamom age?

"Miss, miss."

Ke'er came in in a hurry, holding a few plum blossoms in her hand, her little face was flushed from the cold, and she was panting slightly, obviously after running all the way, the light of gossip flashed in her eyes, bringing a burst of cold wind.

Ji Yanran tightened her clothes, and frowned imperceptibly, this girl was still blubbering, not showing any stability.

"Miss, look at this plum blossom. Can you see something special?"

Ke'er held the flower up to Ji Yanran's eyes as if offering a treasure, and suddenly hid it behind her.He looked at his young lady with a smile.

Well, it's almost the holidays, and the young lady is one year older, and the ceremony will be held next year, that is, the eldest girl is an adult, and she can discuss relatives and get married.

The little girl Ke'er looked at her young lady, feeling like a girl in the Wu family had just grown up, completely forgetting that she was still an older child.

Ji Yanran was burned by Ke'er's gossip-burning eyes, and felt uncomfortable all over.

"Okay, Ke'er, stop making trouble." Ji Yanran feigned anger.

"Hmph, Miss likes to train slaves."

Ke'er wrinkled her cute little nose, said nothing, and put the plum blossoms into the vase in front of the table.

As a personal servant girl who grew up with the young lady, even after the young lady married the uncle, she would serve as the back-up of the young lady and become a housemaid when necessary. The relationship between Ke'er and Ji Yanran is still very harmonious. When the master is in a good mood, Ke'er can also say a few words for fun.

"Why, today's one is quite elegant, although it's not worth anything, but it's not bad to look at here." Ji Yanran sniffed the fragrance of plum blossoms, with a smile on her lips.

"Oh, the miss said something wrong today, how could the servant have such thoughts. It's not that whoever gave it to the miss."

Ke'er took out a pure white brocade handkerchief from her bosom as she said, "No, and this."

"This was given to Miss by Mr. Zhang himself. The poor little monk came all the way to our Ji Mansion with these plum blossoms in his hands. He didn't even take a sip of hot tea and left. Miss, what do you think of him? Just send you flowers?"

"Damn girl, even Miss Ben dares to make fun of her, so she's looking for a beating!" As she spoke, she lightly nailed Ke'er on the head a few times.

"what is this?"