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A Huangmei tree writes a romantic essay.

You'd better go to the park to explore the news of spring.

Just like relieving depression, there is nothing better than walking into the crowded wholesale market of vegetables, fruits and meat, watching the crowds surging, car after car full of fruits and vegetables, and listening to the loud price discussion or the click of a knife on the bones.

The purpose is to see plum blossoms. Whether plum blossoms are in full bloom or not, I have no news. I just guessed like a blue head and thought it might blossom. It doesn't matter whether there are flowers or not. Go ahead, just go for a walk. The apathy of the activity has been bound by severe winter and smog and dust for a long time, plus it feels a little noisy and popular.

"The small ones are hidden in the mountains, and the big ones are hidden in the city." There is no place in the city that is more suitable for human seclusion than a box unit house with reinforced concrete structure. During the Chinese New Year, the neighbors all went back to their hometown, and the crows in the whole corridor were silent. Apart from the bright red blessings and Spring Festival couplets, which clearly declare the spatial sovereignty of each family, there is not even the slightest sound of footsteps and coughs.

Walking at night, hanging in the corner of the building without the moon, lonely.

Occasionally, adults lead several children, all of whom are flying monkeys. The fireworks flew obliquely, and even the height of four floors was not reached, and a small yellow ball of fire broke out in the air.

The deserted Spring Festival shows the park's strong flavor of the year. It seems to be dried silk cooked in clear soup, which is particularly chewy and has a long aftertaste and is very sweet.

Far away, I saw rows of kites with ribbons flying among the trees. Although it is a little cold, the wind has lost the cold in winter. There is a lot of traffic in front of the door and tourists are weaving. All kinds of barbecue stalls are crowded with people, including kebabs, cold noodles, tenderloin cakes and sausages.

Some cars are pulling bundles of sugar cane and many pineapples. The stall owner happily peeled the skin in the cold wind, and there were a lot of them under his feet. I think business is good. The red firecrackers on the ground are spinning with the wind, and the children are holding bubble water in their hands, blowing colorful bubbles one after another-as big as watermelons! That bubble seems to have eyes, and some of them want to touch me, so they are busy dodging. Just worrying for nothing. It exploded in an instant and disappeared without a trace.

After reading the article, you will know that I am a standard foodie. Just like the joke said, a greedy woman compared the moon to a sesame seed cake and was beaten. She also described her ass as swollen like a "stuffed bun". It's a pity that I came out in a hurry and didn't bring any money. I watched others munch, but I swallowed. I can't wait to run to the mala Tang stall and ask people, "Can I brush the WeChat red envelope?"

This tree has no leaves and flowers, and there are yellow and brown branches everywhere.

Spring has come after all. You see, pine and cypress, holly and Ligustrum lucidum are still gray-green, but the unkempt and dry branches reveal a tender new green. In the dry artificial river, red and round stones are exposed, and the wicker in the treetops by the river seems to be much softer, rippling with the wind, a little tangled, with a faint blue color, which seems to exist from a distance, but it is not near.

There are merlin on the hillside, which won't bloom, and the red bones are full and bulging, giving birth to the essence of a winter, all of which are condensed, just waiting for the news of spring thunder, so that they can compete to bloom. It seldom snows in a winter. Maybe it will snow one day after the New Year. If only the plum blossoms were in full bloom. Snow and red plum, together, look more spiritual and elegant. At that time, I didn't know if you could be in a good mood to walk in the snow in Xun Mei.

Someone is taking pictures on the grass over there. Looking closer, it turned out that a big tree Huangmei was in full bloom. There are no leaves, only flowers, or in bud or in full bloom, golden and brilliant, and the weather is different. It seems that they know more about fun than Hongmei, and they just bloom during the Spring Festival. I have heard of Huangmei Opera, but I have never seen Huang Meihua. A long and fragrant aroma, a little from the stamens.

Baochai sipped plum blossom snow in Miaoyu Temple, presumably not only to feel the lightness of making tea with snow, but also to capture the fragrance of plum blossoms. This fragrance reverberates between the lips and teeth, above the tip of the tongue, and seems to have a more natural flavor, full of the beauty of harmony between man and nature.

Snow water can not only make tea, but also be used as medicine. "Snow is sweet, cold and non-toxic. Whipping snow is good for vegetable wheat and can kill insects and locusts. It can be used to soak five kinds of grains, so it can resist drought and not produce insects ... "

The cold fragrant pill of Miss Bao in the Red Chamber, "... Bai Mei flower in winter. The four stamens were dried in the spring equinox of the following year, and studied together with the medicinal powder ... On this day, the snow of Xiaoxue was a pill the size of a dime ... longan, which was placed in the old magnetic altar and buried under the flower root. "

Su Shi said in a poem: "A brand-new flower contains wind and dew, just like the Moon in the West Chamber." Who would have thought that a talented person, a bearded scholar who was once regarded as a candidate for prime minister, could write such immature and tired poems after being relegated to the south many times in his life! It seems that people's mood is very important. Even if you throw it into the sea, a fish will pop out of an optimistic person's mouth!

Su Shi went to Huangzhou to create Dongpo meat cooked slowly with yellow wine instead of water; If you can't buy mutton, chew some sheep bones and try the famous dish "Yangxiezi"; After crossing Lingnan, "300 lychees a day, I will not hesitate to be a Lingnan person." Regret Hainan, there is no pork, pick some wild fruits and cook some oysters, which is the best delicious. A poet should beware of prosperity and not be relegated all the way. Where can he broaden his horizons and sing "Gone forever" and "When will the bright moon shine"?

It is true that plum blossom fragrance comes from bitter cold.

In the distance, the lake ice disappeared, and a pool of green waves rippled gently in the sun, clear and beautiful, and several grasshopper-like boats passed through it. There is a small bridge full of tourists, which is about to cross.

With human activities, the landscape has become a landscape, no longer monotonous and cold. Just like in the world, only children's smart and lively activities have hope and future. Spring is approaching, and soon, it will rain in Mao Mao, with a little plum blossom fragrance, moistening things silently.