In this season, there are a lot of fruits on the streets. I suddenly remembered that the jujubes in Shaolingyuan’s head should be ripe! This kind of wild jujube is sour and sweet, with less meat and larger core, but it also has a unique taste when eaten.
Following the traces that Du Fu once walked, Shaolingyuan exposed his powerful muscles to me. October is the season when vegetation dies.
The slope to the plateau is long and the slope to the plateau is steep. There are overgrown grasses and long shrubs on both sides of the path. If you are not careful, you will be caught by jujube thorns.
In recent years, high-rise buildings have clung to the plateau, but what is close at hand is a pristine environment, like a barren mountain. People only come here for morning exercises and evening walks.
There are jujube branches everywhere in the grass. The jujubes are scattered here and there, maybe they were picked by tourists. But there were still some that couldn't be hooked. They were huge and purple, and I risked falling off the cliff to pick a handful. The more out of reach, the bigger and more they became. They were very sweet, with a slightly sour aftertaste. I got a red mark from the jujube thorn, and I have to pay a price for being greedy, haha! The vines of wolfberry are wrapped around the branches, and the thorns are often covered up, but the wolfberry grains are red and crisp, which is particularly eye-catching. There is also an unknown purple fruit, dotted on the jujube branches.
There are abandoned graves covered by thatch and miscellaneous trees everywhere, and the stone tablets are crooked. This may be one reason why few people care about it because it is close to the bustling city. The wild chrysanthemums are golden and blooming in full bloom, and they smell like the flowers that kill me when they bloom. What can be vaguely seen across a large field of wormwood is a dilapidated and deserted temple, which has long lost its inhabited presence. Further away, the developers of the Space City are in full swing of infrastructure construction. Maybe in a few years, this natural scenery will also Nothing left.
Ziziphus jujube has a sweet, sour taste and a neutral nature. It can nourish the heart and liver, calm the nerves and reduce sweating. It has sedative, hypnotic, analgesic, and anticonvulsant effects; it also has a certain antihypertensive effect. It has higher medicinal value than jujube. It is rare to see such a large jujube bush.
Eating jujube and looking at the red marks of the punctures will bring back many memories, especially those of childhood. I will think of the persimmon grove in my hometown, the tile beach next to the tomb, and the waterlogged pond in the kenaf field...
The persimmon grove in my hometown is next to a cemetery, and people have recently died. , the adults didn’t let them go, but they couldn’t resist the temptation of the red persimmons on the persimmon branches. A few bold friends secretly climbed the tree, not caring if their clothes were torn. Yes, it smells so good. Nowadays, the persimmons at home are just sitting there indifferently, holding one in a daze, just a memory. At that time, we often burned corn sticks in the tile slag beach of Zhonggaoda. After eating them, we would have a black mouth. When we came home with a bloated belly and refused to eat, my mother thought something had happened. Looking for pheasants in the kenaf fields and catching frogs by the waterlogged ponds are still vivid in my mind after decades. These places no longer exist now, and the memories of childhood have gradually been relegated to the bottom of my mind. Memories are often recalled, recollected, and aired for no reason. Today, all this was brought back by the wild jujubes on the Shaoling Plateau. The aftertaste is also like the taste of jujube, sweet and sour. A hare scurried away, startling me, and awakening my memory.
The upper plateau is in the shape of a circular ladder, with each floor being more open than the next. Shaoling Plateau has been divided into two by a spacious road in recent years. Standing in the north and looking at the village in the south, this village is Huangzi Slope.
No matter how big the shadow of Zhongnan Mountain is, it cannot cover the Shaoling Plateau. Two astrologers of the Tang Dynasty chose this place as the place to die, and they were only a hundred meters apart. This is Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng. . The Shaoling Plateau is structured in the north and folds in the east, forming a spoon shape, which coincides with the shape of the Big Dipper in the sky, making it a geomantic treasure. Next to it, there are Du Gong Temple and Niutou Temple on Xunyinpo, as well as General Yang Hucheng's Cemetery here. Farther away there is Huayan Temple and Xingjiao Temple. On the plateau are Emperor Xuan's Mausoleum, Queen Xu's Shaoling Mausoleum, and the Tombs of Ming Dynasty Princes. Standing on the Shaoling Plateau, I looked far into the distance, looking at the ancients. The ancients were so close, yet so far away.
At the beginning of the night, you can clearly see the traffic on Weiming Road, the neon lights of Xiaojingyuan are also bright, and the high-rise building of Chang'an Prime Minister's Mansion is right in front of you. It is currently one of the most expensive real estates here. But the hustle and bustle there can be faintly heard, but here it is even more peaceful and peaceful.
The crickets were already chirping. I walked down the steep slope of the grass-covered path and entered the city step by step. It was only a few hundred meters away. There were two landscapes separated by a few hundred meters. One was a feasting place, and the other was a deserted ditch with steep slopes and wild fruits. Shuoshuo. One is reality and the other is memory. Reality sometimes needs memory to soothe, and memory needs reality to surge.
I hope this place will not be developed, leaving a piece of original ecology and nature, allowing people to recall and think about.
In the coming year, I will still go to this plateau. I will also look for jujubes to eat and pull out a handful of wild chrysanthemums in this thorn forest with overgrown grass. There are memories of my childhood there. I believe many people have it, not just me.