Deep Love in Light Times

The fragrance curled around the room.

He Hanyu stood with his arms in his arms, his head leaning against the sliding door, and his eyes were fixed on the fairy girl in front of him. Her graceful figure was wrapped in a long Chinese shirt. There was an unspeakable beauty, like a dream, flowing slowly.

"What kind of tea is so fragrant?" His deep and gorgeous voice sounded, which startled her and made her small body thump.

"Villain, I'm scared to death. I don't say a word when I come. This is Biluochun." She looked at he Hanyu's sleepless eyes and said, "if you're not sleepy, I'll tell you the legend of Biluochun."

After he sat down, she walked behind him and gently squeezed his shoulder. The strength was not light or heavy. He closed his eyes and said, "what's the story you just said?"

"It is said that a long time ago, there lived a girl named Biluo on the West Dongting mountain and a young man named Axiang who lived on the East Dongting mountain. They were deeply in love.

One year, a ferocious dragon appeared in Taihu Lake and threatened to marry Biluo girl. Ah Xiang was determined to fight the dragon to death.

One night, a Xiang took up his fishing fork and dived to fight with the dragon in the West Dongting mountain. After seven days and seven nights of fighting, both sides were exhausted. Ah Xiang fainted in a pool of blood. In order to repay a Xiang for saving his life, Biluo took care of him in person.

But Ah Xiang's injury worsened day by day. One day, the girl went to the place where a Xiang fought with the dragon. She suddenly saw a small tea tree growing very well. She thought: This is the witness of the fight between Ah Xiang and the dragon. She should cultivate it well. Before and after the Qingming Festival, the little tea plant grew green buds and leaves. Biluo picked a bunch of tender shoots and went home to soak it for a Xiang.

Strange to say, after drinking this tea, Ah Xiang got better every day. Ah Xiang was saved, and the heavy stone in the girl's heart fell to the ground. When they are intoxicated with the happiness of love, Biluo's body can no longer support her. She falls in the arms of a Xiang and can't open her eyes any more.

A Xiang was so sad that he buried the girl beside the tea tree in Dongting mountain. From then on, he made great efforts to cultivate tea trees and collect famous tea. The tea has always been like a beautiful woman, in memory of miss Biluo. People call this kind of rare tea "Biluochun."

"Well, the story is a little sad! If I had to think of such a sad story to drink tea, I would rather not drink it. " He Hanyu frowned and looked at the sad Ling yun'er behind him. He drank tea to be happy and cultivate his heart. However, he stabbed him in front of such a worried story, and he felt that he could not drink any more.

Ling yun'er pressed mianrou's index finger on his eyebrow, gently pulled it to both sides, and his brow was stretched. She dropped her trumpet shaped mouth, imprinted a deep kiss, and said:

"why do you think so? Behind every Chinese element, there are touching legends and stories. The story of Biluochun inspires us to cherish our beloved! This is a vivid love legend and a love story full of educational significance. Sadness is temporary and great love is handed down from generation to generation.

he Hanyu opened his bright eyes and looked at her brightly. He opened his thin lips and asked, "do you love a man as deeply as miss Biluo?"

"Oh, my pot." she seemed to smell a smell of paste. Unable to answer his question, she jumped up. They ran over and looked at it. The teapot was almost abandoned because of its dry leaves.

"All blame you. Fortunately, my teapot is competitive. It's an immortal Xiaoqiang." she pushed him out of the kitchen. Along the way, Ling yun'er looked at he Hanyu's back and silently said, "my favorite man is you!

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