House Dad’s Literary Life

Flower arrangement itself is an art!

Especially when Yang Lan saw that Murphy was on a white slender porcelain bottle, with the long spring flowers of the roots (that is, the azaleas), the bamboo was inserted into the toughness of the bamboo, and the blue hills were not relaxed. "It is already a cliff with hundreds of feet of ice, and there are still flamboyant bones."

He really has the urge to pay tribute to Murphy!

"Shadowing is oblique and the water is shallow, and the dark fragrance floats at dusk." Yang Lan couldn't help but read a poem.

This poem Murphy has not heard of it, but it does match this situation very well, Murphy could not help but be surprised to ask: "You will still write poetry!"

"I didn't write it. This poem was written by a poet named Lin Biao." After Yang Lan finished speaking, he read the poem completely, and the other sentences did not have this sentence.

Murphy also liked the sentence just like the scene. She read it twice and asked Yang Lan to find a pen and paper. In the middle, she curiously asked: "Lin Biao? Why haven't I heard this person?"

Yang Yu learned calligraphy, although he did not go deep into the music like music, but in Murphy's view, his handwriting is still very chapter-by-law, one stroke and one stroke, vigorous and powerful, the end is beautiful!

"It is an unknown poet in Jiangnan. I used to read this poem in his former residence, but I forgot where it is!" Yang Lan wrote a lie and said to Murphy.

This Lin Biao is a poet in the past Northern Song Dynasty. Naturally, there is no such thing in this world. However, Yang Lan did not think about taking the other's poems as his own. After all, he really wouldn't fill in the poems, but it would be easy to back. Debunked.

Murphy didn't care. She smacked two poems written by Yang Lan on kraft paper and put them on a white porcelain bottle. This way, the mood is even deeper!

After processing these flowers, Yang Lan and Murphy were busy for an afternoon! She lost her patience long ago and she ran to the side to watch TV.

"The rest, we just want to put these flowers up, I look where it is!" Murphy got up and stretched out comfortably and said.

This lazy waist, she will hold up her cotton short-sleeved home T-shirt, revealing a smooth belly, Yang Lan just followed the sight of a trace of spring.

Murphy didn't notice. After she put down her arm, she walked to the TV and said, "The TV cabinet here can put us carnation and calla lily! But we have to stay farther away, or we will be TV. Radiation effects!"

Yang Yan’s eyes trembled and he stopped talking.

"Hey, Ma Ma, let it go! Block people!" Suddenly called out.

The little girl is watching TV very attentively! She couldn't keep her eyes on it, and some people ran to stop in front of the TV! At first, she was still not angry. She just waved her hand silently, as if she could pull it away.

However, Murphy did not move. Instead, when he changed his position, he turned around very coincidentally and just stopped in front of him.

Can the little girl complain? She jumped off the sofa and tried to push her mother's ass.

"Well, Ma Ma's fault, Ma Ma stood up." Murphy smiled and comforted her daughter.

However, I didn't care about them. She looked at the cartoons. When the plot happened to be tense, the little guy turned back one step at a time and squinted for a long time before returning to the sofa.

Murphy directed Yang Lan to position the flowers next to the TV cabinet, and then said: "Then you can put lilies and daisies on the table, because the bottles are small."

At this time, Yang Lan looked at the TV and the flowers, and finally couldn't help but say: "Murphy... I think, isn't it, should you put a pot? The bottle and the bottle are one, let's swing around. Will a basin look better?"

Murphy came over and studied it.

However, she shook her head and rejected Yang Lan’s proposal: "No, it doesn't look good."

"Why?" Yang Lan did not understand.

"Because the balcony is close to it! The wind is very strong at night, and the flowers are rotten!" Murphy explained.

"Then we can close the window." Yang Lan still wants to fight again.

"It’s not good to close the window, squatting with the curtains!"

"That took the curtains down?" Yang Lan put forward a very unreliable suggestion.

Murphy finally noticed that it was wrong. She turned her head and looked as if she could talk. She looked at Yang Lan tightly and saw that Yang Lan was somewhat uncomfortable.

She looked around again, looked at the symmetrical sofa, and looked at the Ming family. Only three people were eating, but they were always aligned with the table with four chairs.

Finally, when Yang Lan was restless, Murphy spoke up: "Hey, Yang Lan, are you Virgo?"

Yang Lan was unwilling, and he said, "How come? How could I be Virgo?"

The date on his ID card is not Virgo!

Yang Lan himself does not know what kind of constellation he is. He was an orphan in his previous life and did not know his birth date. Of course, he does not believe in these sayings of the constellation, but thinks that there are so many people in the previous world, Black Virgo, Yang Lan feels that it is definitely not much better to go... so resolutely negate!

"That is also, you were born in December..." Murphy saw some information about Yang Lan.

"But why are you like Virgo? Is there a cleansing?" Murphy asked.

"I don't have cleansing!" Yang Hao yelled. He finally sighed under the pressure of Murphy's eyes. "Well, I only have a slight obsessive-compulsive disorder. It is not clean."

"Oh, yes, obsessive-compulsive disorder, I am confused! But is it really slight?" Murphy felt that it was very interesting to make Yang Yan, and she put her hand behind her, deliberately pretending to be very strong. Forced, the corner of the mouth could not help but smile.

"..."

Yang Lan finally succumbed: "Well, put one on the other, you have the final say, I really didn't care."

"Okay, don't tease you!" Murphy stepped forward and patted Yang Hao's shoulder and smiled. "Go and move!"

"What?"

"Move the potted flower that you said, put it on the other side of the TV! Do you want me to move?" Murphy rushed to Yang, blinking, very innocent.

"But isn't that bad looking?" Yang Lan was very happy, but still asked.

"Now I changed my mind!" Murphy did not admit that it was to take care of Yang Lan's feelings. She snorted, turned away and left a sentence. "It seems like this is symmetrically placed, it is pretty good!" ”

Yang Hao was overjoyed and quickly moved the flowers of the same vase, which inevitably blocked the gaze.

"Oh, how are you guys going?" he grinned unhappyly.

Yang Hao moved the vase, just in the position he had long thought of.

Look back... Hey! This time, my heart is comfortable!

Yang Lan was in a good mood. He also walked over and took a small face and took a kiss on his daughter's forehead. However, I was not happy, and Dad’s hands covered her eyes.

"I can't see it!" the little girl complained.