When my heart is sweet, my temper is a little urgent, so is thinking about it. Sprouting in spring and seedling raising in summer. Guayuan, how are you now in this season when the wind is a little intoxicating?
When I stepped into the melon garden, my heart was drunk. Green, green everywhere, millet seedlings, sorghum trees, bean seedlings, crowded around, clustered into a green ocean; Flowers, flowers everywhere, pink broken bowl flowers, golden wheel flowers, purple thistle buds, scattered all over the ravine. Around the corn, the leaves are green and the stems are strong, and the two sides of the Asian Games are lush; Rambling melon seedlings, green flowing, it is a fragrant lake. The fragrance of wild flowers permeates quietly in the pure air, and the ripe melon fragrance flows quietly in the transparent sunshine. Bees among wild flowers, flowers, their wings flapping, three fans and two fans, cooling the June wind. The grasshopper with a big belly in the grass and the short-tailed brown turtledove on Liu sang three songs and two songs, which softened the time in June. In the melon garden in June, every vine is a painting; Every bush of flowers and grass is a poem.
Tall and spacious pavilion, short and narrow melon nunnery, two in one, sitting north to south. An Zi escaped the wind and rain and fell asleep. The arbor covered the sun and looked out for shade. Farmers are the most precious land, so the arbor and melon pulp can't be wasted, so a few seeds were planted at the beginning. Pumpkin, right? Now this fat vine has climbed to the top of the shed. Leaves as big as a cattail leaf fan with a handle, flowers as big as a wine glass, and green melon buttons with tender hair and peas are really eye-catching. Gee, some big pumpkins slipped down from the top of the arbor. When the wind blows, it swings from side to side. The flat and round pumpkin is a prince pumpkin, and the porridge is sweet. The slender secondary waist pumpkin is called fine dog waist pumpkin. This kind of pumpkin is fried with vinegar, sour and refreshing. It suddenly occurred to me that if you dig a small hole in the pumpkin, take out the melon meat and catch a slug and put it in. When I lie on the sofa and close my eyes, let it sing me a lullaby. How nice it would be! Well, it's good, but I just can't, because I'm not the prankster I was a few years ago.
Pumpkins can't be eaten raw, and the most satisfying thing is melons. Let's go around Gua Tian. The melons in Gua Tian have a strong fragrance. Smelling your nose several times will make your mouth water.
Under the oily green leaves, round eggs and bones are melons. Look here, snowflakes are exposed in the thick green, like a jade rabbit lying in the green leaves and sleeping. This is known as goose feather white (also called white sand honey). This kind of melon has the thinnest skin, the most juice, the sweetest flesh and the reddest seeds. Take a bite, like a crisp pear. Try it when you are thirsty. It's more exciting than popsicle sour plum soup. Big black, like a child's pillow, called brown sugar bucket (also known as "Le Laotou"). This kind of melon can be eaten when it is ripe. Well-done, red from the inside out. Bite down, rustle, face to face, honey is sweet. Old people like it best, but children don't like it very much. Children don't know if the melon is ripe, so they pick it up in the field and find it too big to be ripe. Bite the entrance, it is astringent and bitter, and it is easy to fall off. Hey, it's broken. One step didn't see clearly, and one foot trampled a melon into eight petals. This kind of melon is nicknamed "thieves don't steal" and its scientific name is Horn Honey. It is the ugliest, not long, round, with a slightly pointed tail, leaving no ash, like an old cucumber head. Don't say that thieves don't steal. Anyone who sees them will kick them from a distance. But this melon is crisp and sweet, and I want to eat that after eating this. Children love to eat, and when they bite the lower part, they crunch like crisp pears. Unlike melons, they are not easy to eat. There is also a kind of hairy cucumber, also called sapphire, which is not crisp and not noodles, but a little soft and waxy. It melts in the mouth and is so sweet that it makes people tremble. So many melons, toad skins and golden rake teeth are old and tender, which makes pears angry ... each has its own advantages and is delicious.
But I don't want to eat these melons. I'm looking for them everywhere. This melon is called "Respecting Virtue and Visiting White Robe". Why does melon have such a strange name? I tell you, there is an interesting story in it. When the Turks invaded in the Tang Dynasty, Su Wen, a beggar in Hu Shuai, was invincible. If you want to retreat from the enemy, you must be Xue, a teenager in a white robe. Old Rong Yuan respected virtue, visited handsome for his country, and encountered a lot of troubles. On a night when there were few stars for a month, he finally embraced the general in white robe. The white general naturally lived up to expectations. He defeated Gai Suwen and led the army back to Korea. On the way, the general was thirsty and looked at the old man picking melons to sacrifice to the hero. The general ate it and even called it "wonderful, wonderful" and asked what kind of melon it was. It was so sweet. The old man said that this melon is called "respecting morality and visiting the white robe". The general smiled. The old man teased and said, it's just a melon. Why do you take this strange name? The old man replied, look at this melon, with black skin and white meat. Isn't it General Jing Degong (nicknamed Black Charcoal Head) holding a white robe? Hearing this, the generals praised it greatly and said: Yes, yes, good melon, good name, it is better to give melon a good name! Since then, melon has become famous all over the world by borrowing heroes; Heroes come to hang, immortal. Melons and heroes complement each other. To say that this melon has never been a hollow reputation, but it is truly deserved, and it can be called the king of melons. You see, the melon skin is black and shiny, the pulp is as white as snow, crystal clear as ice, and delicate as crystal. Cut off the thin black skin with a knife when eating, like holding a handful of "snow" in your hand. Take a bite with your mouth and honey will drip down the corner of your mouth. It's crisp when you chew it, just like chewing rock sugar. I ate it, and when the wind blows, my mouth and fingers stick together, sticky. After a full burp, a smell came to the nose. That kind of feeling, think about how cool it should be.
Go further and you will find the watermelon field. Under the melon leaves in Lan Qing, there are big watermelons lying one after another. Black skin, flower skin and white skin, just like buckets. In the sun, there is a bright light. The watermelon is not ripe yet, so I'm not interested in going.
Under the cold melon shed, eating such good melons, smelling the fragrance of the garden, listening to the songs of grasshoppers and enjoying the picturesque pastoral scenery, I knew what hair was and what happiness was. But where did this happy life come from? I thought of my old and sick father. He created this garden full of fruits.
In the spring, his old man's house was busy pulling dung, ploughing fields and making beds. The spring breeze is warm as spring and sunny. A rickety figure crouched in the ground all day, and that was dad planting melons. He took a long melon shovel, turned the wet soil over and patted it flat. Draw a shallow ditch, evenly sow three or four melon seeds, seal them with soil, add one or two shovels of soil, and then make them into a bare pile, which is melon. This job seems simple, but in fact it is very learned. For example, if you draw that ditch, it won't work if it is deep. If it is deep, the melon buds will not arch out and will be stuffy in the soil; Shallow also missed, shallow, the wind blows, the soil dries, and the melon buds will dry up. For another example, why plant a melon and shoot a mound on it? That's because the wind and the sun can't penetrate the mound and keep the seeds moist. But after waiting for four or five days, we should gently pull open the mound in time. If you don't open it, the melon buds will be crushed to death. In short, growing melons is troublesome and stressful, and it is a meticulous job. An acre of land is ten acres, and melons are planted like embroidery. In this way, my father squatted there day by day, planting one tree after another, heavy and tired, monotonous and boring. As soon as the melon was unearthed, it grew leaves and climbed the seedlings. Dad is busier, watering, topdressing, killing insects, pinching tops, and clearing land, so busy that he has no time to eat. At this time, my father was sweating all over every day, moaning and coughing painfully every night. And my heart, too, is convulsed by pain.
One day, I remembered a few words that Jianghu artists said when performing magic: "My melon seeds were given by the gods. When I plant them, I will sprout When I germinate, I will lie on my seedlings. When I lie on my seedlings, I will bloom. When I sit on my melon, I am ripe. When I am mature, I can eat them. Eat them, and I will live forever ... "The melon he said is really amazing. If I had such melon seeds, my father wouldn't have to suffer this. I told my dad, and my dad smiled: "Silly boy, that's a lie. Good things are bought by sweat. There is nothing in the world that can be obtained without hard work! " "
Yes, how well dad speaks! Isn't the melon and fruit in this garden the bitter sweat of his old man's house? Dad's sweat brought this melon garden with fragrant melons and fruits, but this small melon garden carries his son's tuition, his daughter's flowered clothes, food, clothing and happiness for the whole family! Labor created the world and people created happiness. Everyone can say this sentence. How many people really understand and fear this sentence? How many fruits in this world have been wasted by mediocre people? How many fruits have been ruined by the wicked? How many fruits have been embezzled by traitors? What is even more intolerable is that some people have the strength to go back and even clean up the old hen after eating the eggs laid by the hen! Many people hate dogs, such as dogs are superior, pugs, dog legs and so on. However, dogs have another advantage, that is, they eat their master's food and are loyal to their master. Dogs don't think their owners are poor, dogs don't think their owners are ugly, and dogs are loyal subjects. But if you eat people's food and drink people's food, in turn, you will hurt and oppress people. Isn't that worse than a dog?
A cool breeze blew over, and I felt a tingle and got goose bumps. My mind is clearer, we are human beings, and people should be grateful; We are human beings, and people should do something serious. So, an idea came into my mind: tomorrow, when the watermelon is ripe, I will pick the biggest and sweetest watermelon, cut it under the arbor, put my old man on the couch and hold a big watermelon in his hand, so that his old man can taste the sweetness of the world and his sweat with relish. Then I told him that I would go to college next year, and my first choice was the department of melons and fruits in the Agricultural College (if there is such a department). When I succeed in my studies, I must study and invent a planting machine so that a melon farmer like Dad can stand up straight and work easily. If I fail, I will take over his old man's melon shovel. The pain of cooking oil in the sun, his old man's house will never taste it again.