Amidst the singing and dancing at Huayinglou, the days passed by inadvertently, and in a blink of an eye, it was already the fifth day of the fifth lunar month.
Walking on the street, green mugwort is planted on the door of every house, green rice dumpling leaves are soaked in clear water in front of every house, and the aroma of glutinous rice wafts from the windows of every house.
The colorful thread is lightly wrapped around the ruby arm, and the small talisman hangs diagonally on the temples of green clouds. During the Dragon Boat Festival, Huaying Tower seems a lot deserted. According to custom, before lunch, one has to offer sacrifices to ancestors, seek blessings, and pray for smooth and prosperous days in the coming days.
As for the people from Huaying Tower, the narcissus-like girl Nanzhi had wandered all the way from the Central Plains. She fainted from hunger at the door of Huaying Tower and was discovered by Hua Qing'er. She was usually well-educated and able to sing. She is good at dancing and knows everything about music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but whenever she is asked why she went south in the first place, she always remains silent.
The girl Jiang Li, who came from the depths of the mountains and was like a natural elf, followed her fellow villagers to find work to make a living. She never thought that the man would change hands but sold her to a rich man as a concubine in the eighteenth room. She was even more desperate. , her parents had sold her for only fifty taels of silver. In the end, Hua Wuyi stopped the wedding team and brought him back.
The young lady whose family was in trouble, the helpless orphan, and the abandoned daughter gathered in Huaying Tower to form a new family. There was even Gu Li who came all the way from the Western Regions. According to her, in All the girls there can be called Guli.
I remember that when Qingya first came here, he always thought her surname was Gu Mingli, and she called her "Gu girl, Gu girl" for a long time. She never corrected herself every time and just liked to tease herself. Later, Qingya learned that his name was Ainur, which means moonlight.
Being alone outside, the custom of worshiping ancestors is naturally simple. What's more, today everyone gathers together to enjoy the long-lost leisure time. Because there are few guests during the Dragon Boat Festival, this day has also become a holiday in Huayinglou. Similarly, there are also the Qingming Festival and the Mid-Autumn Festival, so everyone has a three-day holiday.
So, starting from the afternoon, Qingya smelled the fragrance of rice dumplings coming from the kitchen, and Hua Qing'er had been in and out of the kitchen countless times.
Qingya bought realgar wine from the street and scattered it in every corner. Then he pounded the atractylodes and lit it in the lotus stove. As a puff of white smoke curled up, the fragrance of the vegetation filled the hall. In this way, there will be no more troubles from snakes, insects, rats and ants this summer.
Hua Qing'er is busy hanging calamus, mugwort, pomegranate flowers, garlic, and mountain dandelions on the doors and windows to pray for a year of good health. The colorful knots are tied on her arms, making her wrists as white as frost and snow. . The green lotus sachet around her waist was beating with her footsteps. She trotted over with brisk steps and tied a five-color rope around Qingya's wrist.
Although practitioners rarely suffer from diseases, she still gives Qingya the blessing of avoiding disasters, eliminating diseases, and protecting health.
On this day, all the pleasure boats and boats in the West Lake also dispersed, and instead, a series of high-spirited dragon boats were waiting in Huagang.
Qingya and Hua Qing'er finished their work and discussed going to the West Lake to watch the annual dragon boat race.
After only hearing the sound of the order, the originally calm lake suddenly boiled. Under the command of the leader's drum, a dozen strong men rowed the oars in their hands neatly but quickly, and saw the tiny boats. The long dragon boat galloped across the lake like a dragon entering the sea, and the audience on the shore couldn't help but burst into cheers.
Today's customs all originate from the memory of an ancient man. In the past, when Qingya was on Yaoguang Peak, he had a special liking for his poem "Nine Songs". The images of Donghuang Taiyi, Yun Zhongjun, Mrs. Xiang, Shao Siming and other characters have always been in Qingya's imagination.
The solemn and solemn atmosphere in "National Memorial" came to my face through the paper. When Qingya read it for the first time, he was moved by the soldiers who died generously. When he read "Mountain Ghost" again, Qingya couldn't help but think of it again. I saw the girl who looked like a wild deer in the forest. I don’t know where she is today.
"The emperor descended to Beizhu, his eyes were dim and worried. The autumn wind was blowing, and the waves in the Dongting were under the wooden leaves. He climbed up to look at the white weeds, and the good times were blooming in the evening. Why are the birds gathering among the apples, and what are the winds here? Mu Shang?"
Hua Qing'er softly hummed an article from "Mrs. Xiang" beside Qing Ya. The ethereal singing carried Qing Ya's thoughts through time and space, to the Warring States period a thousand years ago.
What kind of person is he? The poems he wrote are still inspiring to read after thousands of years of vicissitudes. What kind of person is he that can make thousands of people in later generations remember him deeply and give birth to a splendid culture full of flowers?
If you can really have the ability to jump through time and space through cultivation, you must go and witness the grace of this legendary figure through the ages.
To this day, the various customs on the Dragon Boat Festival are less about sadness for the deceased and more about wishes for the present. People always say "Dragon Boat Festival is safe" to each other when they meet. .
Maybe, except for one person, she comes from another world. She doesn’t know what everyone is busy with today, but she feels that they seem to be very happy. She sits quietly on the branch, holding a branch on the road just now. The little girl gave her pomegranate flowers and looked at the pedestrians coming and going.
"Miss Qingluo."
In this world, the only one who can call her that is that boy. She lightly jumped off the branch and landed in front of Zao Qingya and the others.
"Sister, have a healthy Dragon Boat Festival."
Hua Qing'er took Qing Luo's right hand, tied a five-color knot on her wrist, and placed a sky-blue sachet in her palm.
She silently allowed Hua Qing'er to tie the knot for herself. The girl in front of her always made people unable to resist, even though she was not a human being.
"Okay, take it with you. This summer, you won't have to worry about mosquitoes flying around your ears."
Over the years, she has traveled all over the country, and there are a few days every year when the world becomes very lively. Year after year, people grow up and get older in this constant rotation. She has eternal life and has never bothered to experience such feelings.
Seeing the confused look on Qing Luo's face, Hua Qing'er turned her face and pursed her lips at Qing Ya. Qing Ya instantly understood what she meant.
"Miss Qingluo, during the Dragon Boat Festival, if you don't mind, I would be bold to invite you to Huaying Tower for a drink in the evening. I wonder if you can appreciate it." Qingya invited her to have a drink with her at night.
But it seems that Qingya thinks too highly of himself.
