Feifeng Chaoyang Cymbidium

Ten years ago, I went to the mountain area or the orchid exhibition stall to look for treasures. At that time, there were many opportunities. In the past few years, the resources of the orchids have become less and less. I hardly intend to find the treasure again, let alone hope to find it on the Internet. I am very busy every spring and seldom surf the Internet. One day in mid-April this year, I had no intention of opening the forum on the Internet. I saw that a post with a beauty in my arms was about to sink to page 2. I couldn't help clicking on the post. At that time, it was really called'I don't see it or I don't know. I was shocked'. The new flowers of Cymbidium which I have seen and experienced in the trading area every year can be said to be thousands and countless. Such beautiful, beautiful, dexterous and dynamic Pei Men petals are really rare. At this moment, I seemed to see a lovely bird flying to me and confiding to me, "I am a handsome bird in the mountains. They say I am a hybrid grass." If you don't understand me, you'll be furious soon. I'm going to fly to Shanghai to be a treasure in your garden. I read the 11-page post twice in one breath. Based on my more than ten years of experience in collecting mountain grass, this is the best of a lifetime. Immediately call Lanyou in Hubei and ask him to go to the flower house to have a look. After a day of waiting, my friend bought the flowers back and sent me a text message all night. I was so excited that I asked him to buy a ticket to Shanghai early in the morning. I was moved by my friend's saying, "people suffer and do not let flowers suffer." he wants to drive to Shanghai to protect the flowers himself. This kept me awake all night with delight. Since I drove over, I also asked him to bring along the jade bee that won the gold medal in the Huangyan orchid exhibition. It has been more than 10 days since the Huangyan orchid exhibition, and I would like to see how the flower guard is doing. To be honest with my friends, I can't afford it, so I'll take a look! On April 22, my friend Yang Song and his son escorted two pots of new flowers down the mountain to Shanghai. It was no longer cold in the spring of March. The flower escort unexpectedly wore a cotton-padded jacket with the air conditioner on, just to protect the flowers. When he put the flowers on the platform of Lan Yuan from the car, Oh, my God! At that moment can not be expressed in words, "one look at the city, and then look at the people".