Chapter 131 – Symmetric or Asymmetric?
Flower arrangement was an art in itself!
Especially when Yang Yi saw Mo Fei used a white, slender porcelain vase and inserted a bamboo, which has a “hold the green mountain firmly” kind of tenacity, and spring rhododendrons with slender roots (also known as azalea). She also inserted plums, which has “even on a hundred feet of ice on a cliff, there are still flowers blooming beautifully” kind of lofty character.[1No idea if I got this right. Anyway, the finished product is similar to this: HERE. The quotes came from some poems.]
He really has the impulse to pay respect to Mo Fei!
“The sparse shadow and slanting water are clear and shallow, and faint fragrance floating in the moon and dusk.”[2This came from the poem, “山园小梅”. It’s about plum blossoms. But I have no idea what this means. I’m already having a hard time machine translating, but to understand and know a meaning of a poem, I just don’t have the energy. Sorry.] Yang Yi couldn’t help but say a poem aloud.
Mo Fei had never heard of this poem before, but it really fitted the scene so well. Mo Fei could not help asking in surprise, “You can still write poems!”
“I didn’t write it. It was written by a poet named Lin Bu” After Yang Yi finished speaking, he read the poem out in its entirety, but none of other lines were written with artistic conception.
Mo Fei also liked the line he had just said. After saying it aloud twice, she asked Yang Yi to find a pen and paper to write it down. In the middle, she asked curiously, “Lin Bu? Why haven’t I heard of this man?”
Yang Yi studied calligraphy. Although he didn’t delve into it as deeply as he did in music, Mo Fei found his handwriting to be very methodical, vigorous and powerful, and beautiful!
“He is an unknown poet in the south of the Jiangnan. I have read this poem in his former residence before, but I have forgotten where it is!” Yang Yi made up a lie and told Mo Fei.
In his previous life, Lin Bu was a poet during the Northern Song Dynasty, and he naturally did not exist in this world. However, Yang Yi didn’t want to take the other party’s poems as his own. After all, he really couldn’t compose fixed-style verses and poems. He could recite them from memory, but it was easy to be exposed.
Mo Fei didn’t care. She happily pasted the two poems written by Yang Yi on a Kraft paper on the white porcelain vase, which made the artistic conception more profound!
After handling with these flowers, Yang Yi and Mo Fei were busy all afternoon! Xixi had long lost her patience. She ran aside to watch TV.
“The rest, we’re just going to put these flowers up. Let’s see where we can put them!” Mo Fei got up, stretched out comfortably, and said.
Her stretching propped up her cotton short-sleeved home T-shirt, revealing a smooth belly. By lucky coincidence, Yang Yi caught a glimpse of spring.
Mo Fei didn’t notice. After she lowered her arm, she walked over to the TV, gestured and said, “We can put carnation and calla lilies here on the TV cabinet! But it should be put a bit farther, otherwise it will be affected by the radiation of the TV!”
The corner of Yang Yi’s eyes twitched. He wanted to say something but hesitated.
“Hey, Mama, get out of the way! You’re blocking others!” Xixi suddenly called out.
The little girl was watching TV intently! She couldn’t take her eyes off it, but someone ran over and stood in front of the TV! At first, Xixi was not angry. She just waved her little hand silently, as if she could push her Mama away.
But Mo Fei didn’t move. Instead, when Xixi changed position, she “coincidentally” turned around and just continued to stand in front of Xixi.
How could the little girl not complain? She jumped off the sofa and tried to push her mother’s butt hard.
“Okay, it’s Mama’s fault. Mama will stand aside.” Mo Fei smiled and comforted her daughter.
But Xixi didn’t have time to talk to them. She was watching cartoon, and the plot was at a tense moment. The little girl would turn around every step. It took a long time before she returned to the sofa.
Mo Fei instructed Yang Yi to place the flowers next to the TV cabinet and added: “Then you can put the lilies and daisies on the table because the vase is relatively small.”
At this time, Yang Yi looked at the TV and the flowers, and finally could not help but say: “Mo Fei … don’t you think we should put one more vase on it? This vase is of the same style as that one. Wouldn’t it look better if we put one on each side?”
Mo Fei came over and studied it.
However, she shook her head and rejected Yang Yi’s suggestion: “No, it will not look good.”
“Why?” Yang Yi was puzzled.
“Because that side is near the balcony! At night, the wind is strong, and it will blow the flowers into pieces!” Mo Fei explained.
“Then we can close the window.” Yang Yi wanted to try again.
“It doesn’t look good when the window is closed. It’s next to the curtains!”
“What about taking down the curtains?” Yang Yi made a very unreliable suggestion.
Mo Fei finally realized that something was wrong. She turned her head, and her beautiful eyes seemed to be able to speak. She looked at Yang Yi closely, which made Yang Yi felt a little uneasy.
She looked around again, looked at the symmetrical sofas, and then looked at the table with four chairs always aligned when there were only three people eating at home.
Finally, when Yang Yi was restless, Mo Fei spoke, “Hey, Yang Yi, are you a Virgo?”
Yang Yi immediately denied it. He said: “How can? How can I be a Virgo?”
The date on his ID card was not a Virgo either!
Yang Yi himself didn’t know what his constellation was. He was an orphan in his previous life, so he didn’t know the date of his birth at all. Of course, he didn’t believe in constellations, but considering that there were so many dark Virgo people on the Internet in his previous life, Yang Yi thought it must not be good… so, he firmly denied it!
“That’s right, you were born in December…” Mo Fei has read some information about Yang Yi.
“But why are you like a Virgo? Do you have an obsession with cleanliness?” Mo Fei asked.
“I’m not obsess with cleanliness!” Yang Yi complained. Finally, under the pressure of Mo Fei’s eyes, he sighed and said, “Okay, I just have a mild obsessive-compulsive disorder. It’s not a cleanliness obsession.”
“Oh, yes, obsessive-compulsive disorder, I’m confused! But is it really mild?” Mo Fei found it interesting to tease Yang Yi at this moment. She put her hands behind her, deliberately pretended to be very forceful in questioning. The corners of her mouth couldn’t help showing a smile.
“……”
Yang Yi finally gave in and said, “All right, just put one. It’s up to you. I really don’t care.”
“All right, I won’t tease you!” Mo Fei came forward, patted Yang Yi on the shoulder and said with a smile, “go and move the flowers!”
“What?”
“Move the flowers with the same vase you mentioned and put it on the other side of the TV! Do you want me to move it?” Mo Fei blinked at Yang Yi, looking very innocent.
“But wouldn’t that not look good?” Yang Yi was very happy in his heart, but he still asked.
“Now I’ve changed my mind!” Mo Fei refused to admit that she was trying to consider Yang Yi’s feelings. She snorted, and turned away, leaving a sentence, “It seems to be symmetrically placed like this, and it looks pretty good too!”
Yang Yi was overjoyed. He hurriedly moved the flowers with the same vase over, inevitably blocking Xixi’s view in the process.
“Oh, what’s the matter with you grown-ups?” Xixi pouted unhappily.
Yang Yi moved the vase and put it in the place he had long wanted.
He turned his head and looked… He he[3嘿嘿 – this could mean “he he” or laughed mischievously. Or smiled happily. At this time, he was looking at Xixi.]! All of a sudden, he felt comfortable in his heart.
Yang Yi was in a good mood. He walked over to Xixi, held Xixi’s little face and kissed his daughter on the forehead. However, Xixi wasn’t happy. Her father’s hands covered her eyes.
“I can’t see it!” The little girl complained.
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