Does home have the meaning of the last sentence of Youlan?

During the Spring Festival, the orchids on my balcony sprouted. This pale yellow elf accompanies us through a special Spring Festival. The whole family didn't go out, and every day I watched it grow slowly, slowly, thinking:

The orchids are blooming, and spring is coming. However, its buds grew to a height of five or six centimeters, and the buds became fuller and fuller, but they did not bloom for a long time. What is this cute little elf waiting for?

This morning, when I woke up, the room was suddenly filled with a quiet fragrance, and I knew that this was an orchid! I rolled over and got up, opened the curtains with a "swish", and the brilliant spring light poured in at once, and the sun hit the flowers and leaves. The orchid is slightly open, light yellow, delicate, but vigorous in appearance, which makes people happy at the first sight.

I think this is the power of life, and after a winter of savings, it finally bloomed on this brilliant morning.

The year before last, when enjoying the autumn colors in Suizhou's thousand-year-old ginkgo valley, I met people selling orchids on the golden roadside. The orchid that has just been dug up from the mountain, revealing a wild simplicity and beauty in the water spirit, makes people fall in love at first sight. But I didn't buy it, I'm going to find it myself.

So, I went to the mountains with my friends. In late autumn, the mountains are sparse and bright, and I can't help but think of the poem "The frost falls and the bear rises to the tree, and the deer drinks the stream in the empty forest". The ground is covered with fallen leaves of oak trees, chestnut trees, cherry trees, maple trees, persimmon trees and other miscellaneous trees, and a thick layer of colors is colorful, and it is loose and refreshing to step on, making a "rustling" sound.

The red persimmons of a tree are like small lanterns hanging on the way. We went up the stream, using both hands and feet, climbing, climbing, exploring, crossing the spring stream ......

Zhilan was born in the deep forest, and she is not unpleasant. "Under the old trees in a deep valley, I finally found two patches of grass, poking their heads out of the dead leaves. I secretly rejoiced:

Orchids for sure. I gently and slowly peeled off the leaves, and the orchids gradually appeared, growing alone in the valley. I couldn't help but shout loudly:

I found it! I carefully dug up the orchids, packed them in plastic bags, and brought them home, along with the humus.

The leaves of the orchid are dark green, flattened and slender, with dull veins. It is not glamorous, not kitsch, plain, elegant, clear, not afraid of the cold, not afraid of frost and snow. It not only has the temperament of fairy wind bones, but also has the quality of Qingfang and self-sufficiency.

The first time I looked for an orchid, I was able to meet an orchid, and my friends said that I had a relationship with the orchid. Actually, I have a heart of reverence for orchids.

When I returned home, I cultivated orchids with the same feeling. Choose a purple sand pot with good air permeability, mix the red clay brick slag with granular peat, as the substrate for cultivation, and plant the wild orchid properly into the pot together with the humus brought back from Dahong Mountain, and regularly loosen the soil, fertilize and water it, carefully care for it without doting, and pity it without pampering.

There is a beautiful orchid in every section of the house.

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Vernacular Interpretation: Orchids grow quietly, and who can find it, the temperament and fragrance are just secretly maintained by themselves. There will be no gentleman to pick and carry, even if the fragrance is in full bloom.

Dew hits early in the morning, but the warmth of spring always makes people wait for a long time. It's just grass passing by, and anyone who sees it hoes it as fast as ever, even if it's fragrant.

Original text: "Youlan".

Dynasty: Tang. The secluded plants can be known, and Zhenfang only holds it secretly. Since there is no gentleman to wear, it is not the decline of the national fragrance.

The white dew grows early, and the youth is late. I don't know what the grass is when the road is grass, what the fragrance wants.

Youlan, one of the plum orchid bamboo chrysanthemums. Youlan is quiet and gentle. Youlan describes that she likes to close herself off, keep a certain distance from things in the outside world, maintain her posture, exude a faint fragrance, and the distant wind is like a wash, and she can't blow a ripple.

No one knows Lansheng Valley, and the guest Dongxuan leaves me fragrant. Knowing that Qingfen can relieve filth, he pities the fine leaves and Qiaoling frost. It is also often used as the subject of Chinese painting and orchid studies.

Tao Yuanming's "Youlan" Youlan is born in the vestibule, waiting for the breeze. The breeze came naturally, and I saw goodbye to Xiao Aizhong. If you lose your way, you can get through any road. Enlightenment should be returned, and the bird will waste a good bow.

The meaning of the secluded orchid should be chosen not to be public, not to be disturbed by the outside world, and to be imprisoned.