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Around the Mid-Autumn Festival, it is the osmanthus season in my hometown.
Speaking of sweet-scented osmanthus, that smell seems to smell. There are two kinds of osmanthus. Osmanthus fragrans blooms every month, and the flowers are small and pale yellow. Osmanthus fragrans is also found in Taiwan Province Province. I once smelled this fragrance when I walked outside someone's wall. When I smell it, it will cause homesickness. The other is called Jingui, which only blooms in autumn and has large flowers.
It is golden yellow. In my big house, there are two large plots of land in front and behind, and along the fence, there are all kinds of laurel trees. Only in the courtyard in front of the main hall are two osmanthus trees and two hydrangeas. Under the veranda of my father's study, there are several pots of camellia and osmanthus. When I was a child, I didn't appreciate any flowers. Although my father pointedly told me that this is the flower of Camphor, this is the flower of Ding Dong, and this is the flower of wooden turtle ... Besides remembering some names, I like osmanthus best. Osmanthus fragrans is not as graceful and clumsy as plum blossom. When it doesn't bloom, it's just covered with dense leaves. In the flowering season, we must carefully look for beautiful flowers from the green leaves. It does not compete with flowers. But the fragrance of osmanthus is really charming. The fascinating reason is that it can not only smell but also eat. How tacky is Eating Flowers for poets? But I'd rather be vulgar, that is, I love osmanthus.
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 and back yards every day and says, "As long as there is no typhoon, I can collect several baskets, one for Grandpa Hu's house and the other for Aunt Mao's house. 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. "Shake osmanthus" is a big deal for me, so I always stare at my mother and ask, "Mom, why don't you shake osmanthus?" Mother said, "It's still early. I can't shake it if I don't drive enough. " However, as soon as my mother saw that it was cloudy and the feet of the cloud were hairy, she knew that a typhoon was coming, and quickly ordered the long-term workers to "shake the osmanthus" in advance. Now, I'm coke. I helped spread a mat under the osmanthus tree and helped to hold the osmanthus tree and shake it hard. The osmanthus trees fell down one by one, making us covered in hair, so I shouted, "Ah! Just like rain, what a sweet rain. " Mother washed her hands, put a pinch of osmanthus in a crystal plate and sent it to the Buddhist temple for Buddha worship. Father ordered sandalwood, and the smoke on the stove was mixed together, and the Buddhist temple was like a fairy world. So his father's poems became popular, and he immediately regarded them as the standard: "Fragrant fragrance and faint smoke, striving for a rich harvest of laurels." Children can shake flowers and music, and the flowers and rain are colorful and sweet. " Poetry may not be brilliant, but in my mind, my father is really a talented person. He exports poetry.
After the osmanthus was shaken off, the whole family mobilized, picked out tender branches and leaves, spread them out in bamboo baskets, dried them for a few days, put them in iron cans, and made tea, osmanthus brine and cakes during the New Year. Throughout the year, the whole village is immersed in osmanthus fragrance. I went to Hangzhou when I was in middle school. There is a scenic spot in Hangzhou, Manjuelong, Xiaoshanwu, full of osmanthus. When flowers bloom, ten miles smell fragrant. When we go hiking in autumn, we must go to Manjuelong to enjoy osmanthus. "Looking at flowers" is an excuse, mainly to eat a "sweet-scented osmanthus chestnut soup". In addition to osmanthus, Manjuelong also has chestnuts. Chestnuts are ripening in the flower season. Soft newly peeled chestnuts are cooked with West Lake lotus root starch and sprinkled with a few osmanthus flowers. That kind of elegant and faint fragrance is indescribable anyway. Even if you don't sprinkle osmanthus, it is still fragrant, because chestnuts grow in osmanthus and have osmanthus fragrance. As we walked and shook, osmanthus fell like rain. There was no soil on the ground, and it was full of osmanthus. It was a little unbearable to step on the flowers. This is probably what my mother said, "golden sands pave the ground, and the western paradise." My mother has worked hard all her life, complaining about others and loving her to death, because she has a western paradise with golden sand and glass in her heart. I always bring a big bag of osmanthus to my mother when I go home, but my mother often says, "The osmanthus here is not as good as that in my hometown yard."
Then I remembered the "flower-shaking music" in my hometown when I was a child, and the intermittent osmanthus rain.
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