1. There is a plane tree in front of the door, which was planted by my wife during her lifetime
I have never heard of a plane tree, but there is a loquat tree...
"There is a loquat tree in the courtyard. It was planted by my wife when she died. Now it is as tall as a canopy." - Gui Youguang's "Xiang Ji Xuan Zhi"
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Xiang Jixuan is the son of Jiu Nan Pavilion. The room is only an abbot and can accommodate one person. In the century-old house, dust and mud seep (shèn) and (lù), Yuze places his bets; every time a case is moved, he looks at those who can't be ignored. It is also facing north, so it cannot catch the sun, and it will be dark after noon. The remaining parts are repaired (qì) to prevent them from leaking. There are four windows in front, and the wall surrounds the courtyard to catch the southern sun. The shadow of the sun reflects in the room, making the room full of light. They also planted orchids, osmanthus, bamboo and trees in the courtyard, and the old railings (shǔn) also added to the beauty. The shelves are full of borrowed books, and they sit silently, whistling and singing, while the courtyard (stairs) is silent, with birds coming and pecking from time to time, but people never leaving. On the night of March 5th, the moon is half bright, the osmanthus shadows are mottled, the wind moves the shadows, and the mountains are lovely.
However, living here is both gratifying and sad. First, the courtyard connects the north and the south into one. 訨(dài)The fathers have different cuàn(cuàn), there are many small doors inside and outside, and the walls are often there. Dogs bark in the east and west, guests feast in the kitchen, and chickens roost in the hall. The courtyard started out as a fence, then became a wall, and it changed again. There is an old woman living here. I am the maidservant of the first eldest mother, who has breastfed the second generation, and the first concubine (bǐ) caressed her deeply. The west of the room is connected to the middle boudoir, and the first concubine arrived. Every time the woman addressed Yu (Yu), she said: "A certain place, and my mother lives here." The woman also said: "Your sister (zǐ) is in my arms, croaking (gū) and weeping; the mother knocked on the door with her finger and said: 'My son is cold. Do you want to eat? "I answered from the outside." Before I finished speaking, I cried, and the woman also cried. I tied up my hair and was in the study pavilion. One day, my eldest mother passed by me and said, "My son, I haven't seen Ruoying for a long time. Why are you here silently all day? You are such a girl?" She walked away, closed the door with her hands, and said to herself: "My family has been studying for a long time but it is not effective. I can't wait until my son is born!" After a while, he came holding an elephant wat (hù) and said: "My ancestor Taichang Gong held this to the court when he was proclaiming his virtue. You can do it someday. Use it!" Looking at the relics, one can't help but feel like it was yesterday.
It is located in the east of Xuandong, so it is used as a cook. When people go there, they pass in front of the Xuandong. I lived in a yǒu (jiōng) house, and after a long time, I was able to identify people by the sound of their feet. Xuanfan is surrounded by fire and cannot be burned, and there is almost no divine protector.
Xiang Jisheng said: "Shu Qing guarded Danxue, which was the best in the world. Later, Emperor Qin built Nuhuaiqing Tower; Liu Xuande and Cao Cao fought for the world, and Zhuge Kongming rose up in Longzhong. The ambiguity between the two of them In a corner, how can the world know that there is a strange scene in a ruined house, just raise your eyebrows and blink your eyes, how is it different from the frog in the well?"
Since I had this ambition, five years later, my wife came back and went to the Xuanzhong to ask about ancient things from me, or learn from some books. My wife returned to Ning and told her younger sisters: "I heard that my sister's house has a pavilion, and what is a pavilion?" In the next six years, my wife died and the house was broken down and not repaired. In the next two years, I was sick and bored for a long time, so I ordered people to renovate Nangezi, and the system was slightly different from the previous one. However, Yuduo has been away from home since then and does not live there regularly.
There is a loquat tree in the courtyard. My wife planted it the year she died. Now it is as tall as a canopy.