Realize dreams from blind date

Chapter 185 The most beautiful woman in the world
"In January, narcissus is in plain makeup, in February, spring is welcoming with begonias, in March, peach and apricot blossoms are like brocade, in April, peonies are fragrant, in May, pomegranate flowers are red like fire, in June, lotuses are full of ponds, in July, sunflowers tend to be day, in August Sweet-scented osmanthus is fragrant, chrysanthemums are like gold in September, auspicious brocade never fades in October, coltsfoot blooms brightly in November, and plum blossoms are resistant to snow and frost in December.”

This flower moon decree has been widely circulated in Rongcheng since ancient times. It represents that it takes one year for the earth to revolve around the sun, and one month for the moon to revolve around the earth. After such a circle, a year is exactly twelve months.

This is the wisdom of the ancients.

Around the time of Tang and Song Dynasties, every month, people would choose a kind of flower that bloomed in that month, which was called the moon order flower, and was named the "flower leader". These twelve flowers were called "December order flower".

Among them, plum blossoms are the most preferred.

Plum blossom is the spiritual symbol of the Chinese nation and China, and it symbolizes the spiritual qualities of perseverance, perseverance, courage and self-improvement.

The plum blossom is the national flower of the Republic of China, and has been sought after by literati and poets since ancient times.

No matter it is poetry or poetry, or reciting poems and painting, it cannot be avoided. In the 5000-year history of China, countless good works have emerged, and there are countless familiar ones.

For example, "Beside the broken bridge outside the post office, there is a lonely flower without an owner." And again, "How can you get the fragrance of plum blossoms without a bone-chilling cold?" and, "The garden is full of spring scenery and can't be closed, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall. ."

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Um, it seems like something special has slipped in. Please don't pay attention.

Although according to the Gregorian calendar, it is already December, according to the lunar calendar, it is still the end of October, one month away from the twelfth lunar month.

But the magic of Tianyu Mountain Villa is that the things inside are not ordinary things, they are all carefully cultivated through the system, not only the flowering period is long, but the seasonality has also changed a lot, so you can enjoy the flowers that only bloom in the twelfth lunar month during this time period. of plum blossoms.

This is also the reason why Luojiaolong Resort has so many tourists. Things that go against solar terms are always sought after by people.

Now Tianyu Mountain Villa has been praised by those tap water users on the Internet as one of the must-see places to check in when visiting Rongcheng with couples. It is a mess.

However, the holiday villa and Luo Jiaolong's plans were completely opposite to each other, he really didn't want to make this money, it was not worth as much as he went on a blind date.

And now that there are more people visiting, it will be a fatal blow to the service life of the resort, so Luo Jiaolong plans to start controlling the number of people who enter the villa every day next year.

From far away, Luo Jiaolong and his party could smell the fragrance of plum blossoms, and the melodious melody of guzheng could be heard in their ears.

Luo Jiaolong recognized that it was Linglong who was playing the piano in the plum garden, and she was playing the famous song of the ages, Hangong Qiuyue.

At a glance, the small plum garden is surrounded by hundreds of people, taking pictures, enjoying flowers, and calling friends. It's very lively.

Most of the tourists inside or outside the villa are not locals. Today is not a weekend, and the locals don’t have such leisure and elegance. They spend tens or hundreds of dollars here to enjoy the plum blossoms.

These people are generally college students near Rongcheng, and they are the only ones who can come out to play with their companions without worrying about the next month's mortgage or car loan in this Chinese New Year season.

Of course, there are also many foreigners who come here admiringly. These talents are real bosses, and all of them are social elites.

There is a three-story classical attic in the center of the plum garden. The attic is elegant and unique, echoing the plum grove below, which is even more interesting.

The function of the attic is not only for viewing the scenery, but also allowing the owner to overlook the entire plum garden, sit on it and enjoy a sip of wine. When the mood comes, he can recite poems and draw pictures, and cultivate his sentiments.

Linglong was sitting on the second floor by the window, playing the guzheng, and her attire was still stunning.

Dressed in white clothes, with a pink veil on her face, black hair like waterfall, skin like fat, eyebrows like light smoke, fresh and elegant, starry eyes twinkling with starlight, with a bit of coldness, and a repulsive air all over her body. Indifference thousands of miles away.

Such a monstrous evildoer, endowed with unparalleled elegance, with black hair pouring down like flowing clouds, scattered around his waist, with a bit of scatter, his temperament is elegant and dusty, warm and moist like jade, pure like a banished fairy in the sky.

Seeing her, Luo Jiaolong couldn't help but think of an old saying, "Qingluo with a small fan and white orchid, with a slender waist and jade belt dancing in the sky, it is suspected that a fairy has come down to earth, and she is better than Xinghua with a smile when she looks back. Quiet is like a delicate flower shining in water, and her actions are like Weak willows support the wind."

There are four security guards waiting in front of them as if facing a big enemy. There is no way to do that. There are often lecherous people who want to see Linglong's true face.

"Mom, the girl who plays the piano is called Linglong. She is a doctor of music in the villa. She is good at all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and she is especially good at sword dancing." Luo Jiaolong pointed at Linglong in the attic and said.

"You have nothing to do with her, right?" Pang Yuerong looked at Linglong, and the first thing she did was not think about anything else, but whether this beautiful woman was another girl her son provoked outside, hiding in this golden house. ?

"Mom, what are you talking about? Am I that kind of person?" Luo Jiaolong sneered. He is very picky about food.

He admits that Linglong is indeed beautiful, nothing to say, but she is worthy of peerless beauty, unparalleled beauty, coupled with unparalleled talent, tsk tsk, it is not too much to call her the most beautiful woman in the world.

As for those beautiful movie stars, they can only be said to be rouge vulgar fans in front of her, and they are like maids.

No matter how good their acting skills are and how many fans they have, those actresses don’t have that kind of ladylike, talented, elegant temperament.

But Luo Jiaolong didn't have the slightest idea of ​​her, what he had was only a kind of appreciation and praise for beautiful things.

"Hmph!" Pang Yuerong glanced at Qin Weiwei beside him, snorted softly, and stopped talking about the topic.

As for Qin Weiwei at the side, she dare not interrupt casually on such a topic, even if that Linglong is really the woman Luo Jiaolong provoked outside, she has no choice but to pretend to be a good girl and give it a go Pang Yuerong's sympathy.

And after hearing this, she was still a little embarrassed, after all, she was from a wrong place, her boyfriend bought the car as a gift.

"Let's go up and sit for a while." Luo Jiaolong suggested.

He knew that his mother still had lumps in her heart, but he couldn't help it.Life is too short to sing when you are drunk, you must have fun in time.

"Okay, let's go up." Pang Yuerong couldn't help but secretly exclaimed when she saw the dense crowd below. She wasn't here to see anyone. There was a good place to enjoy the flowers, so of course she was willing.

(End of this chapter)