Flower Dynasty Festival, also known as Flower God Festival. Liuzhou is to the twelfth day of the second lunar month for the birthday of the hundred flowers, on this day, every family will sacrifice to the god of flowers, the woman in the boudoir cut the five-colored paper, took the red rope, knot the colored paper on the flower tree, said to appreciate the red.

Early in the morning, with the chirping of birds, the maids and maids began to get busy in the small garden.

The most important part of the day is the spring vegetable porridge in the morning, which is made with small edamame or pickled cabbage and chili peppers, which is delicious and refreshing.

A new day, a new spring begins, and flowers are in full bloom.

The refreshing porridge whets the appetite and the warm breeze brings a warm floral scent.

Liu Liu and Liu Yi were eating delicious porridge and snacks under the hospitality of the Jiang family, and their desire to settle things was even stronger.

Demons like Liu Liu and Liu Yi love to be cold, so many people's eyes are focused on them, and they still have such deep expectations, it is impossible to say that they are not moved.

Because of this, for this Flower Dynasty Festival, Liu Liu feels that this is also the best time to solve the problem.

Because of the Flower God Festival, the juniors don't have to go to school, and the sons don't have to study hard at home or settle accounts, so they are kicked out by Mrs. Jiang to have fun.

Liu Liu wore a lake-green pleated skirt and a bean-green shirt on this day, and a few begonia flowers on her head, red and gorgeous. Liu Yi deliberately picked a few bright flowers and inserted them in Liu Liu's hair.

Liu Yi was wearing a peach-pink pomegranate skirt with a delicate red hem and a beautiful arc. Two or three peach blossom hairpins in the hair were in the bun, and the affectionate eyes were firmly locked on the willows.

They were accompanied by Jiang Meng and the two little maids beside her.

Jiang Meng is dressed intricate and beautiful, and the two little maids are also dressed up well today.

A moonlight skirt outlines Miss Jiang's slender waist. The delicate makeup and the carefully crafted new hairstyle were arranged by Mrs. Jiang to make the maid, and I hope that at this Flower Dynasty Festival, Jiang Meng can also meet his own wishful husband.

And this year's flower dynasty is different from previous years. In previous years, the Flower Dynasty Festival was only for flower viewing. This year's Flower Dynasty has added an item - Race Poems.

It turns out that when today's son loves to read and write poems, in order to please this son of heaven, the proportion of poetry in the scientific examination is much larger.

Lord Chen, the governor of Liuzhou, is also a person who conforms to the trend and pursues new fashions, and this year, Hua Chao arranged a poetry conference in the state.

Liu Yi has just transformed into a lot of confusion about the human world, and Liu Liu doesn't like this even more, so she simply doesn't join in the excitement.

Jiang Meng accompanied them, so naturally he didn't go.

According to the usual flow of the Flower Dynasty, the three of them took a carriage to the Flower Temple on the outskirts of the city.

Sitting in the carriage, eating flower cakes, lifting the curtain to see the scenery outside.

Outside, the flowers and trees are verdant, and there are white and yellow pink butterflies perching or flying on the forest flowers.

"What a spring!" Jiang Meng sighed.

On the same road, there are many richly decorated sedan chairs, and in the staggered room, you can smell the fragrance of flowers floating in the wind and the faint fragrance of rouge.

Hope don't run into her this time. Jiang Meng tugged at her skirt and looked at the scenery outside boredly.

When he arrived at the Flower Temple, Jiang Meng took Liu Liu and Liu Yi straight to the moon tree inside.

In the flower temple, the most famous is the old temple of this month, every year the flower dynasty begs for two festivals, there is always a lady in the boudoir with a maid to come, or the elders of the family to ask for marriage for their children.

Between the leaves, red threads hung high and low, lingering in the wind.

There is a clever girl, there is a bell hanging on the red silk thread, and when the wind blows, it rings "ding ding dong".