Chapter 175: Plum Blossom Appreciation in West Lake

Returned to Hangzhou and spent the New Year in the city.

There is nothing to do in Haijiang, and everyone in Huancui Garden is idle every day. The two apprentices, Liu Jian and Cao Weiyong, made rapid progress in swordsmanship under the guidance of their master. Although Leng Yuhu and Zhao Yu are together every day, they feel that they have fewer and fewer words in common, and she and Xu Wentao can talk very well. Leng Yuhu was depressed, holding a book of poems every day, and he couldn't read it, so he had to teach Cao Weiyong to learn the Liangyi swordsmanship every day.

On this day, the weather was warm, Zhang Jinhua came and said to Leng Yuhu: "The plum blossoms in the West Lake are blooming, let's go to enjoy the plum blossoms." ”

Leng Yuhu also felt that the past few days were too boring, and said, "Let's go and ask Miss Zhao to go with us." She will rejoice!"

Leng Yuhu walked to Zhao Yu's room and said to her, "Let's go to West Lake tomorrow to enjoy plum blossoms?"

Zhao Yu asked, "Are the plum blossoms in West Lake blooming?"

"It's on. ”

Zhao Yu said happily: "We invited Mr. Xu to go with him, he wants to be prosperous in poetry, and he wants to do a lot of plum blossom poems." ”

Leng Yuhu was in a dilemma. "Miss Zhao doesn't know yet, Mr. Xu has been very busy these days, and he has been mysterious all day long. Where does he have the spare time to accompany us to the West Lake?" Zhang Jinhua came after him at some point, standing outside the window and said.

This is a good word, after the New Year, Xu Wentao got busy, went out early in the morning and came back very late.

On the second day, the sun was warm. After Leng Yuhu and the others finished breakfast, they rode out of the city. Out of the city gate, along the lake embankment, to the north of the West Lake, walked for a while, and slowly came to the lonely mountain. From afar, you can see clusters of plum blossoms blooming on the mountainside, spreading on the hillside like the glow of the sun. And they dismounted, and tied up their horses, and went up the mountain.

Along the mountain road, watch along the way, the whole mountain is the plum blossom world, the plum blossoms are brilliant, red and white, spread the brocade and fall into the sunset, the flowers are clustered, the flowers are fragrant, the bees are buzzing and noisy, so a bright spring. Everyone was scattered among the plum blossoms, and Zhang Jinhua pulled Zhang Xizhen to somewhere to go, and he didn't come back for a long time. Cao Weiyong, Liu Jian, and Song Wangmoth had already gone to the top of the mountain to play.

Here, Leng Yuhu and Zhao Yu walked side by side, the low-hanging plum blossom branches were on the shoulders of the two of them, and the early-blooming plum blossoms were scattered, falling on the two of them. Leng Yuhu saw that Zhao Yu's shoulders and hair were covered with dandruff, Zhao Yu's face was blushing and simple, and he was smiling and smiling, which was really charming and glamorous, which made people envious.

It wasn't until late afternoon that Zhang Jinhua and others came over, and a group of people had lunch in the restaurant.

I was sitting in the hotel, but I saw that the weather outside was gloomy, it was really spring weather, and it was cold and gloomy all of a sudden, but fortunately it had not rained yet, which did not stop everyone's fun.

Everyone didn't feel cold, so they met to visit a temple on the mountain. The temple is located in a mountain col, the place is secluded, and there are few tourists, but the houses are neat and tidy, and the ground is tidy, which is a good thing.

Under the leadership of the monks, everyone came to the backyard, there was an old plum tree in the courtyard, and the monks said that this plum tree was more than 100 years old. But when I saw that the bark of the tree was knotted, and the branches of the iron rod were blooming, thousands of red plum blossoms were blooming, as bright as the stars, and very lush. Everyone was amazed.

In the evening, we had a vegetarian meal in the temple. Walked outside the temple gate, it was already dark, the sky was raining, borrowed rain gear from the monks, and everyone walked down the mountain step by step. Looking back at the mountain, it was already pitch black.

When I walked to the lake, I saw a little boat fire on the lake, and I knew that someone was swimming at night. Liu Jian said: "Anyway, it's okay to go back, it's boring, it's better to go boating in the lake, save physical strength, and play." ”

Cao Weiyong said: "I've been playing for a day, and now it's raining, so it's better to go back." ”

As he spoke, the rain had stopped. Liu Jianxi said: "Look, hasn't the rain stopped?"

Cao Weiyong said: "It's dark in the lake, what's the show, let's go back." ”

Liu Jian said: "Didn't the moon come out over there?"

Everyone raised their heads to look at the eastern sky, but no, the moon had already come out, and in the dark night sky, it was exceptionally bright and bright, and there were one or two stars twinkling in the distance.

Zhang Jinhua said: "Xiao Cao is from Hangzhou, and it is not unusual for this West Lake. We are outsiders, of course, we want to visit the West Lake on a moonlit night, so don't ruin everyone's interest. ”

"Okay, I'll swim in the lake with the masters. ”

Song Wang Mo said: "Let's pick some more plum blossoms, put them on the bow of the boat, and row the boat to the center of the lake." ”

"Okay. As soon as the crowd cheered, they all went to pick plum blossoms.

Leng Yuhu and Zhao Yu went to pick plum blossoms together. Coming to the foot of a big plum tree, Zhao Yu stretched out a white jade-like hand to pick plum blossoms. After picking, let Leng Yuhu take it, there are as many as twenty plum blossoms, some are open, some are half-open, the open ones are delicate, and the half-opened ones are like shy to show some pink, which is particularly delicate.

Leng Yuhu asked, "Sister Yu, are you cold?"

Zhao Yu said: "I'm not cold, I thought that the weather might get cold when I came, so I added extra clothes." You see, there's a red plum there, it's too tall, you can pick it for me. ”

Leng Yuhu handed the plum blossom in his hand to Zhao Yu's hand, stood up and folded the red plum, put it on his nose and sniffed it, the fragrance was fragrant, and handed it to Zhao Yu, Zhao Yu also praised: "It's so fragrant!"

Soon, everyone picked a few large handfuls of plum blossoms, there are various varieties, all colors, competing for beauty. Zhang Jinhua had already hired a boat, held it up, everyone got on the boat, put the plum blossoms on the side of the boat around, and everyone sat in the middle, rowing to the depths of the lake in the fragrance of flowers.

In the depths of the West Lake, I saw a little dim light in the depths, and I knew that it was a night tourist. A flute sound wafted from the surface of the lake, and it was particularly crisp and bright to hear in the quiet of the night.

And all the people fell silent and listened to the melodious sound of the flute. After listening to it for a while, Zhao Yu said: "This is "Three Alleys of Plum Blossoms", if Mr. Xu is here, he will definitely be able to play a song with him." ”

Zhang Jinhua said unhappily: "Mr. Xu can also play the flute?"

Zhao Yu said: "Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, blowing, playing and singing, anything." ”

Zhang Jinhua was dissatisfied: "Mr. Xu is flashy, didn't he rely on Brother Leng to save his life a few times?"

At this time, the sound of the flute turned, and the tone was bleak and sad.

Liu Jian said: "Let's row over and take a look." ”

The boat rocked the oars and paddled slowly. On the bow of the boat, I could see a young man in a gorgeous dress standing, holding a flute in his hand and whining, and a beautiful woman standing beside him, looking up at the child.

Zhang Jinhua said: "What a son who will enjoy it!"

After the flute played a piece of music, the woman opposite opened her mouth and sang, and the sound of the song blended together, the flute sound was poignant, and the song was low and round. Everyone couldn't understand the lyrics, and Zhao Yu read them to everyone one by one:

In the old days, the moonlight counted a few times to shine on me, and the plum side played the flute. Evoke the jade people, regardless of the cold and climbing. He Xun is getting old now, and he has forgotten and written in the spring breeze. But it's strange, the flowers outside the bamboo are sparse, and the fragrance is cold into the Yao seat.

Jiangguo is lonely. Sigh and send the road away, the snow at night is accumulating. Cui Zun is easy to cry. The red calyx was speechless, and Geng wanted to remember. Changji once joined hands, thousands of trees pressed, and the West Lake was cold and blue. When will you see it all in pieces?

Everyone couldn't understand the meaning of the word, but they just felt that there was infinite hurt, and they couldn't get rid of it.

It was late at night, and Yinglu wet her clothes rowed the boat to a small hotel on the shore. They disembarked and spent the night in the hotel.