The text first describes my love for sweet-scented osmanthus when I was a child, and why I shook it. Then it mainly describes the happy scene of "I" helping adults shake and collect it. Finally, it writes the memory of "I shook flowers" in my childhood.
The author looks at things from the perspective of childhood, reflecting pure childlike interest and simple emotions, which are concentrated in the scene of shaking osmanthus. The language of the article is fresh and sincere.
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Osmanthus fragrans really haunts me. My hometown is an offshore county, and August is the typhoon season. Mother called it "Feng Shui taboo". As soon as osmanthus blossoms, my mother starts to worry. "Don't come to the typhoon." She is worried about the rice to be harvested first, and then the osmanthus to be harvested. Osmanthus fragrans, like peaches, plums and plums, also gains.
My mother walks in the front yard and backyard every day and says, "As long as there is no typhoon, I can collect several big baskets, one for Grandpa Hu and one for Aunt Mao. They make more cakes. " It turns out that osmanthus fragrans is the seasoning of cakes.
When Osmanthus fragrans bloomed most luxuriantly, at least a dozen neighbors were not immersed in the fragrance of Osmanthus fragrans. Osmanthus fragrans is ripe, so you should "shake it". The sweet-scented osmanthus shaken out is intact and fresh. If it is allowed to blossom and fall into the soil, especially if it is blown down by wind and rain, it will be wet and smell too bad.