Chapter 130 Symmetrical or Asymmetrical? (2/3)

Chapter 130 Symmetrical or Asymmetrical? (twenty three)

Flower arranging is an art in itself!

Especially when Yang Yi saw that on a white and slender porcelain vase, Murphy used spring azaleas (that is, azaleas) with slender roots and branches to show the tenacity of bamboo "fixing the green hills and not relax", and also inserted plums. "It's already a cliff with ice, but there are still flowers and branches".

He really has the urge to pay tribute to Murphy!

"The shadows are slanted and the water is clear and shallow, and the fragrance floats in the moonlight at dusk." Yang Yi couldn't help but read a poem.

Murphy has never heard of this poem, but it does fit the situation very well. Murphy couldn't help but ask in surprise, "You can still write poetry!"

"It wasn't written by me, this poem was written by a poet named Lin Fu." After Yang Yi finished speaking, he read out the poem in its entirety, but the other few lines were not written with artistic meaning.

Murphy also liked the sentence just now. She read it twice, and asked Yang Yi to find a pen and paper to write it down. In the middle, she asked curiously, "Lin Bao? Why haven't I heard of this person?"

Yang Yi has studied calligraphy, although he did not ponder as deeply as music later, but in Murphy's opinion, his handwriting is still very organized, every tick and stroke, vigorous and powerful, and beautiful!

"It's an unknown poet in Jiangnan. I read this poem in his former residence before, but I forgot where it was!" Yang Yi told Murphy a lie.

This Lin Bao was a poet of the previous Northern Song Dynasty, and naturally does not exist in this world, but Yang Yi never thought about taking the other party's poems as his own. After all, he really doesn't know how to write and compose poems, but he can memorize them easily. debunked.

Murphy didn't care. She happily attached two poems written by Yang Yi on the kraft paper to the white porcelain vase. This time, the artistic conception was even more profound!

After dealing with these flowers, Yang Yi and Murphy had a busy afternoon! Xixi lost her patience long ago, she ran to the side to watch TV.

"The rest, we just put these flowers up, let me see where they are!" Murphy got up, stretched comfortably, and said.

This lazy waist propped up her pure cotton short-sleeved home T-shirt, revealing a smooth belly, and Yang Yi just caught a glimpse of spring.

Murphy didn't notice it. After she put down her arms, Shi Shiran walked to the TV and said with a gesture: "Here in the TV cabinet, we can put our carnation and calla lilies! But you have to stay far away, otherwise you will be caught on TV. radiation effects!"

The corners of Yang Yi's eyes trembled, but he stopped talking.

"Hey, Mama, get out of the way! You are blocking everyone!" Xixi suddenly called out reluctantly.

The little girl is watching TV intently! She couldn't take her eyes off her, but someone ran over and blocked the TV! Xixi wasn't angry at first, she just waved her little hand silently, as if she could push Ma Ma away.

But Murphy didn't move. Instead, when Xixi changed positions, she turned around by coincidence and just continued to stand in front of Xixi.

Can the little girl complain? She jumped off the sofa and pushed her mother's ass hard.

"Okay, Mama's fault, Mama stand away." Murphy comforted her daughter with a smile.

But Xixi didn't care about them. She watched the cartoon. The plot was at a tense time, but the little guy turned back step by step, and it took a long time to return to the sofa.

Murphy instructed Yang Yi to place the flowers next to the TV cabinet in the correct position, and then continued: "Then you can put lilies and daisies on the dining table because the bottles are relatively small."

At this time, Yang Yi looked at the TV and flowers, and finally couldn't help but said: "Murphy... I think, shouldn't there be an extra pot? That bottle is the same as this one, let's put it on the left and right. Would a pot look better?"

Murphy came over and studied it.

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

"Why?" Yang Yi was puzzled.

"Because it's close to the balcony! It's so windy at night that the flowers are rotten!" Murphy explained.

"Then we can close the window." Yang Yi wanted to fight again.

"It doesn't look good with the window closed, next to the curtain!"

"What about taking down the curtains?" Yang Yi made a very unreliable suggestion.

Murphy finally realized that something was wrong, she turned her head, her beautiful eyes seemed to be able to speak, and she looked at Yang Yi closely, making Yang Yi feel a little uncomfortable.

She looked around again, looked at the symmetrical sofa, and then looked at the dining table with four chairs, even though there were only three people in the family eating.

Finally, when Yang Yi was restless, Murphy said, "Hey, Yang Yi, are you a Virgo?"

Yang Yi was immediately reluctant. He said, "How could it be? How could I be a Virgo?"

The date on his ID card is not Virgo!

Yang Yi himself doesn't know what zodiac sign he is. He was an orphan in his previous life, and he doesn't know the date of his birth at all. Of course, he doesn't believe in these constellations, but thinking of so many black Virgos on the Internet in his previous life, Yang Yi feels that it must not be much better... So he must firmly deny it!

"That's right, you were born in December..." Murphy read some information about Yang Yi.

"But why are you like a Virgo? Cleanliness?" Murphy asked.

"I don't have a cleanliness addiction!" Yang Yi exclaimed, and he finally sighed under the pressure of Murphy's eyes, "Well, I just have a slight obsessive-compulsive disorder, that's not a cleanliness addiction."

"Oh, yes, obsessive-compulsive disorder, I confused it! But, is it really mild?" Murphy thought it was very interesting to tease Yang Yi at the moment. She put her hands behind her and deliberately pretended to be strong. Forced to ask, the corner of his mouth couldn't help showing a smile.

"..."

Yang Yi finally gave in: "Okay, just put one, you have the final say, I really don't care."

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore!" Murphy stepped forward, patted Yang Yi's shoulder, and said with a smile, "Go and move the flowers!"

"What?"

"Move the potted flower you mentioned and put it on the other side of the TV! Do you want me to move it?" Murphy blinked at Yang Yi, looking innocent.

"But isn't that not good-looking?" Yang Yi was very happy, but still asked.

"Now I've changed my mind!" Murphy didn't admit that it was to take care of Yang Yi's feelings, she snorted, turned away, and left a sentence, "It seems to be placed symmetrically like this, it's pretty good! "

Yang Yi was overjoyed and quickly moved the flowers of the same vase, which inevitably blocked Xixi's sight in the process.

"Oh, what's the matter with you adults?" Xixi pouted unhappily.

Yang Yi moved the vase and placed it in the position he had long thought of.

Looking back...hehe! Now, I feel at ease!

Yang Yi was in a good mood, so she walked over, held Xixi's little cheek, and kissed her daughter's forehead. However, Xixi was not happy, and her father's hands covered her eyes.

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