Imitation of Kunming rainy season

1. I like the rain in Kunming. When I came to Kunming, I felt that there was a lot of rain in Kunming. The lingering raindrops are like lovers' whispers, whispering among the thick green flowers and plants, and the emotional flowers are blooming under the nourishment of raindrops. Trees and grass turn green again in spring, and summer dreams have long vegetation. The thin and continuous rain makes people feel very comfortable. The arrival of the rainy season makes the transparent Kunming more beautiful and charming.

It is precisely because of the rainy season that every inch of land in Kunming has been moistened. The hot and humid soil and unique natural environment have bred extremely rich wild bacteria and made them grow wildly. Wild mushrooms such as boletus, dried mushrooms, Tricholoma, Tricholoma matsutake, etc. after rain. In the forest, in the field, on the hillside, on the overgrown turf, people are popping out, wearing cute little hats, and can't wait to poke their cute little heads out of the soil. There are many wild fungi on the mountain, and the number is also very large. The taste is quite good and the quality is amazing. Thus, the prestigious "Wild Mushroom Kingdom" was born. "Eat aconite in winter and mushrooms in summer", this season is the best season to eat mushrooms. At this time, wild mushrooms are on the market. If you walk along the Panshan Highway, there will be a mushroom fragrance that will make your mouth water all the way. A burst of mushroom fragrance will also make foodies want to stop, evoking every taste bud on your tongue, and the mountain road is filled with faint mushroom fragrance. Especially in the rainy season, in the vegetable market, stalls, baskets, carts and colorful wild mushrooms are everywhere, and villagers can pick wild mushrooms with baskets everywhere. The most inexpensive is boletus, which can flourish as long as there is suitable soil. Therefore, every time at this time, you can taste a delicious plate of boletus on the table of each hotel. Its bacterial color is purple like beef liver. It tastes good, delicate, smooth and fragrant. If you add some garlic and pepper, the taste will be unique. The style of Pleurotus eryngii is really higher than that of boletus, so it is delicious. It's named for its turquoise color, with flowers on it, which is very beautiful. Even after repeated stir-frying, the color has not changed much, and it is still light green, with a light and smooth taste. When frying mushrooms, put a handful of green mint leaves, which is really wonderful.

Auricularia auricula is a jaw-dropping fungus. This wild auricularia auricula is named for its milky white pulp juice flowing out of it. Be careful when picking, don't wipe off that layer of milk, otherwise it will destroy the original mushroom flavor. This kind of wild mushroom can be eaten raw, which is absolutely amazing. Whether eaten raw or fried, it has a fresh and sweet, rich milk flavor, mellow entrance and endless aftertaste. This kind of mushroom is so delicious that it seems incredible at first glance. After the mushroom is harvested, the local people drown it and eat it as kimchi, which has a unique taste. There is also a fungus, Ganba, which is praised as a "treasure" by Yunnan people. This kind of auricularia auricula has never been seen before. Wrapped in layers of folds, it is a bit like a blooming peony. Black and ugly, I almost forgot my own taste. When I smell it carefully, it still smells of corruption. It is this ugly "guy" who tastes tender, crisp and fragrant, but surprisingly delicious. It is said to be one of the best wild mushrooms.

2. Imitate the composition of Kunming rain _ 1500 words (Author: Hashimoto Takeshi) Ning Kun asked me to draw a picture for him, with the characteristics of Kunming.

I thought for a while and drew a picture: a stout green cactus hung upside down in the upper right corner with a golden flower at the end; On the lower left are some blue mushrooms and boletus. These lines are engraved on it: Kunming people often hang a cactus on the door to ward off evil spirits. Cactus can still survive and bloom upside down.

Here we can see the tenacious vitality of cactus and the humid air in rainy season in Kunming. There are Pleurotus ostreatus and Boletus in rainy season, which are extremely delicious.

I miss the rain in Kunming. I didn't know there was a rainy season.

In the rainy season, I didn't feel it until I arrived in Kunming. I don't remember how long the rainy season in Kunming is, from a few months to a few months. It seems quite long.

But not boring. Because it is stop-and-go, stop-and-go, not continuous, it is endless.

And not boring. I think the air pressure in Kunming is not low during the rainy season, and people are very comfortable.

The rainy season in Kunming is bright, full and emotional. Trees and grass turn green again in spring, and summer dreams have long vegetation.

The rainy season in Kunming is thick green. The water in the branches and leaves of plants and trees is saturated, showing excessive exaggeration.

That painting of mine is realistic. I did see a cactus hanging upside down and still blooming.

In ancient times, Kunming used many things to ward off evil spirits: a small mirror with eight diagrams painted around it, and a cactus below it, with hemp thread on it and hanging on a nail. There are many cacti in Kunming, and they are very fat.

Some people plant a circle of cactus around the vegetable garden instead of a fence. After planting cactus, pigs and sheep are afraid to eat vegetables in the garden.

Cactus has thorns, but pigs and sheep are afraid of pricking. There are many bacteria in Kunming.

Visiting the vegetable market in rainy season, you can see all kinds of bacteria at any time. The cheapest at most is boletus.

When the boletus comes down, every restaurant sells fried boletus, and even there is a bowl on the table in The National SouthWest Associated University canteen. Boletus is as smooth, tender, delicious as beef liver.

Stir-fried boletus must put more garlic, otherwise it will easily make people faint. Penicillium is a little more expensive than boletus.

This mushroom is still light green when fried, and its style is higher than that of boletus. The king of bacteria is chicken soil, which has a fresh and strong taste and is unparalleled.

Chicken soil is a rare delicacy, but it is not really expensive. The price of a plate of braised chicken is comparable to that of a bowl of braised chicken, because it is not rare in Yunnan.

There is a joke: someone took a train from Kunming to Chenggong. On the train, he saw a chicken fir tree on the ground. He jumped down and picked it up. He can climb the train in a hurry. This joke is intended to show that the train from Kunming to Chenggong is slow, but it also shows that chicken fir can be seen everywhere.

There is a kind of auricularia auricula, which tastes ugly and is called Ganba auricularia auricula. At first glance, it's really doubtful: can this kind of food be eaten? ! The color is dark brown with green, a bit like a pile of semi-dry cow dung or a trampled hornet's nest.

There are a lot of grass stems, messy hair, a mess! However, if you work hard, you can choose the loose hair of the grass stem, tear it into thread as thick as crab legs, and fry it with green peppers. The entrance will make you dumbfounded: is this thing so delicious? ! There is another kind of fungus, ugly, called chanterelle. They are all about the same size, as big as a silver ring, smooth and round, and light yellow in color, just like chicken oil.

This fungus can only be used for color matching and has no taste. The fruit in rainy season is bayberry.

The sellers of Yangmei are all Miao girls, wearing flowered hats and shoes embroidered with flowers, sitting in the corner of people's homes and shouting from time to time: Selling Yangmei is a Jiao Jiao accent. Their voices softened the air in Kunming during the rainy season.

Yangmei in Kunming is very big, as big as table tennis, and its color is black, red and black, called charcoal plum. It's a good name. It's like a hot briquette! Not sour at all! I have eaten Yangmei from Dongting Mountain in Suzhou and Yangmei from Jinggangshan, and it seems that they are not as good as Huotan Plum from Kunming.

The flower in rainy season is osmanthus. Osmanthus fragrans in Myanmar is a white orchid, and it is called Balan in Beijing (this name is really unpleasant).

Yunnan calls this flower osmanthus. Perhaps this flower was first introduced from Myanmar, and its fragrance is a bit like osmanthus. In fact, this has nothing to do with osmanthus. But then again, it's called White Orchid and Baylan elsewhere, and it doesn't get along with orchids just because it smells like orchids.

The Brando I saw in my hometown is one person tall, and the Burmese laurel tree in Kunming is a big tree! I live at No.2 Ruoyuan Lane. There is a big osmanthus tree in the yard with dense leaves, which makes the surrounding rooms green. When Myanmar and Guangxi were in full bloom, the landlord (a widow in her fifties) and one of her adopted daughters took a ladder to pick them. They pick better ones every day and take them to the flower market to sell.

She is probably afraid that tenants will pick her flowers indiscriminately and often send some to families. Sometimes send a seven-inch plate, which is full of Burmese osmanthus! Sweet-scented osmanthus in Myanmar with rain beads makes me soft-hearted, not pregnant and not thinking about home.

Rain sometimes makes people feel a little homesick. Li Shangyin's Notes for Friends in the North on a Rainy Night is written for many long-distance travelers.

One morning, it was raining and we didn't live much. Sid and I went to the lotus pond from the new teaching building of the United University. After seeing the clear water in the pool and the stone statue of Chen Yuanyuan (it is said that Chen Yuanyuan became a monk after going to Yunnan in Wu Sangui and died in the lotus pond in his later years), it began to rain again.

There is a small street and a small hotel near the lotus pond. We went in and asked for a plate of pig's head meat and half a catty of wine (in a glazed pottery cup) and sat down. It's raining hard.

There are several chickens in the hotel, all with their heads behind their wings and one foot on the ground, standing motionless under the eaves. There is a big Muxiang flower in the hotel yard.

There are many fragrant flowers in Kunming. Some rivers are surrounded by woody plants.

But it is rare to see such a big wooden root. A woody tree climbed on the shelf and covered the yard tightly.

The dense and finely divided green leaves, countless half-opened white flowers and full flower bones are all soaked by the rain. We can't leave, so we sit in the afternoon.

Forty years later, I still can't forget the feeling of that day. I wrote a poem: there are few laymen in the lotus pond, and the moss marks on the field are one inch deep. A cup of turbid wine after noon, fragrant flowers and wet rain.

I miss the rain in Kunming.

During the summer vacation, a once-in-a-century drought occurred in my hometown. During that time, I longed for the mercy of God and the rain that could save my life. From then on, I fell in love with the seemingly ordinary rain. Whenever it rains, I always like to stand by the window and look at the lingering beauty of the rain and the figure chased by the rain beads. Listen to the rain whispering to the wind, and listen to the clear sound of rain beads knocking on the earth. I feel the tenderness and joy of the rain, which is a great sign. Summer vacation-a fiery holiday, I personally experienced its fiery degree. I don't think I should be grateful and sorry for this. But I can imagine the pain of fire eating people, and I can imagine longing for rain to cool summer. When I came back from Kunming, it was at a high temperature close to 40 degrees. I am still complaining while enjoying the air conditioner. I remember that on September 4th, in the expectation of many months, a light rain finally came. Old people and children stood in the courtyard dam, touched and kissed by raindrops, and everyone laughed and danced, thanking God for his mercy. Who says spring rain is as expensive as oil? Rain, you! Love your delicacy and tranquility, love your roughness and enthusiasm; Love your unpredictable changes, love you from time to time ... you are not like the wind, come and go without a trace, busy, like a lone ranger, too arrogant, always giving people a sense of fear; You are not like a cloud, ever-changing, ever-changing, like an ever-changing woman, too naughty, playing tricks on everything in the world.

4. The composition of Rain in Xi 'an is very similar to Rain in Kunming. It has been raining for two days in Xi 'an.

At this time of the year, the rain in Xi 'an is fluttering, which should be an appointment. It won't rain heavily, like running water.

If you only go out a few steps, you should consider whether to bring an umbrella. It's too much trouble. Without you, you will be covered with moderate raindrops. Just when you are hesitating, the people in the same trade are leaving with umbrellas, and you are suddenly enlightened, so you don't need to take them.

The rain in Xi will continue for the next week. During this period, the wind rarely rages. Sometimes the rain stops at night, rest for one night and rain again the next morning. The ground is still covered with water, and the leaves are still wet after being maintained by a layer of water film. This rain, if you are a person who doesn't like a day, is like a crying baby, and it is in a hospital ward. She stopped crying and her mother kept coaxing her. However, people who have never raised children think that the law of babies crying is elusive, and they come and go. Every attack is touching your heartstrings, but there is nothing you can do.

When it rains, I like to stay indoors and go nowhere.

5. Write a 500-word composition about the rain in Kunming. During the summer vacation, a once-in-a-century drought occurred in my hometown. During that time, I longed for the mercy of God and the rain that could save my life. From then on, I fell in love with the ordinary rain. Whenever it rains, I always like to stand by and watch the lingering beautiful rain and the figure chased by the rain beads. Listen to the whisper of rain to the wind, listen to the crisp sound of rain beads knocking on the earth, and feel the tenderness and joy of rain. This is a great sign.

Summer vacation-a fiery holiday, I personally experienced its fiery degree. I don't think I should be grateful and sorry for this. But I can imagine the pain of fire eating people, and I can imagine longing for rain to cool off. After I came back from Kunming, I stayed in the high temperature of nearly 40 degrees for a few days, enjoying the air conditioning and complaining. My memory is on September 4th, a day that everyone has been looking forward to for several months.

Rain, you! Love your delicacy and tranquility, love your roughness and enthusiasm; Love your unpredictable changes, love you from time to time ... you are not like the wind, come and go without a trace, busy, like a lone ranger, too arrogant, always giving people a sense of fear; You are not like a cloud, ever-changing, ever-changing, ever-changing girl, too naughty to play tricks on everything in the world.

Rain, you! You entrusted the deep affection of the sky, and the dirt of the world was washed away by you; You brought the nectar that nourishes life, and I will always be grateful to you!

6. Write a composition with the words after the rain in Kunming, draw a thick green cactus hanging upside down with a golden flower at the end; On the lower left are some blue mushrooms and boletus. I wrote these lines:

People in Kunming often hang a cactus on the door to ward off evil spirits. Cactus can still survive and bloom upside down. Here we can see the tenacious vitality of cactus and the humid air in rainy season in Kunming. There are Pleurotus ostreatus and Boletus in rainy season, which are extremely delicious. I miss the rain in Kunming.

I didn't know there was a rainy season. In the rainy season, I didn't feel it until I arrived in Kunming.

I don't remember how long the rainy season in Kunming is, from a few months to a few months. It seems quite long. But not boring. Because it is stop-and-go, stop-and-go, not continuous, it is endless. And not boring. I think the air pressure in Kunming is not low during the rainy season, and people are very comfortable.

The rainy season in Kunming is bright, full and emotional. Trees and grass turn green again in spring, and summer dreams have long vegetation. The rainy season in Kunming is thick green. The water in the branches and leaves of plants and trees is saturated, showing excessive exaggeration.

That painting of mine is realistic. I did see a cactus hanging upside down and still blooming. In ancient times, Kunming used many things to ward off evil spirits: a small mirror with eight diagrams painted around it, and a cactus below it, with hemp thread on it and hanging on a nail. There are many cacti in Kunming, and they are very fat. Some people plant a circle of cactus around the vegetable garden instead of a fence. After planting cactus, pigs and sheep are afraid to eat vegetables in the garden. Cactus has thorns, but pigs and sheep are afraid of pricking.

There are many bacteria in Kunming. Visiting the vegetable market in rainy season, you can see all kinds of bacteria at any time. The cheapest at most is boletus. When the boletus comes down, every restaurant sells fried boletus, and even there is a bowl on the table in The National SouthWest Associated University canteen. Boletus is as smooth, tender, delicious as beef liver. Stir-fried boletus must put more garlic, otherwise it will easily make people faint. Penicillium is a little more expensive than boletus. This mushroom is still light green when fried, and its style is higher than that of boletus. The king of bacteria is chicken soil, which has a fresh and strong taste and is unparalleled. Chicken soil is a rare delicacy, but it is not really expensive. The price of a plate of braised chicken is comparable to that of a bowl of braised chicken, because it is not rare in Yunnan. There is a joke: someone took a train from Kunming to Chenggong. On the train, he saw a chicken fir tree on the ground. He jumped down and picked it up. He can climb the train in a hurry. This joke is intended to show that the train from Kunming to Chenggong is slow, but it also shows that chicken fir can be seen everywhere. There is a kind of auricularia auricula, which tastes ugly and is called Ganba auricularia auricula. At first glance, it's really doubtful: can this kind of food be eaten? ! The color is dark brown with green, a bit like a pile of semi-dry cow dung or a trampled hornet's nest. There are a lot of grass stems, messy hair, a mess! However, if you work hard, you can choose the loose hair of the grass stem, tear it into thread as thick as crab legs, and fry it with green peppers. The entrance will make you dumbfounded: is this thing so delicious? ! There is another kind of fungus, ugly, called chanterelle. They are all about the same size, as big as a silver ring, smooth and round, and light yellow in color, just like chicken oil. This fungus can only be used for color matching and has no taste.

The fruit in rainy season is bayberry. The sellers of Yangmei are all Miao girls, wearing flowered hats and shoes embroidered with flowers, sitting in the corner of people's homes and shouting from time to time: Selling Yangmei is a Jiao Jiao accent. Their voices softened the air in Kunming during the rainy season. Yangmei in Kunming is very big, as big as table tennis, and its color is black, red and black, called charcoal plum. It's a good name. It's like a hot briquette! Not sour at all! I have eaten Yangmei from Dongting Mountain in Suzhou and Yangmei from Jinggangshan, and it seems that they are not as good as Huotan Plum from Kunming.

7. Write a short article about the style of my hometown according to the structure of rain in Kunming. During the summer vacation, my hometown suffered a once-in-a-century drought. During that time, I longed for the mercy of God and the rain that could save my life. From then on, I fell in love with the seemingly ordinary rain. Whenever it rains, I always like to stand by the window and look at the lingering beauty of the rain and the figure chased by the rain beads. Listen to the rain whispering to the wind, and listen to the clear sound of rain beads knocking on the earth. I feel the tenderness and joy of the rain, which is a great sign. Summer vacation-a fiery holiday, I personally experienced its fiery degree. I don't think I should be grateful and sorry for this. But I can imagine the pain of fire eating people, and I can imagine longing for rain to cool summer. When I came back from Kunming, it was at a high temperature close to 40 degrees. I am still complaining while enjoying the air conditioner. I remember that on September 4th, in the expectation of many months, a light rain finally came. Old people and children stood in the courtyard dam, touched and kissed by raindrops, and everyone laughed and danced, thanking God for his mercy. Who says spring rain is as expensive as oil? Rain, you! Love your delicacy and tranquility, love your roughness and enthusiasm; Love your unpredictable changes, love you from time to time ... you are not like the wind, come and go without a trace, busy, like a lone ranger, too arrogant, always giving people a sense of fear; You are not like a cloud, ever-changing, like an ever-changing woman, too naughty, playing tricks on everything in the world. Rain, you! You entrusted the deep affection of the sky, and the dirt of the world was washed away by you; You have brought the nectar that nourishes life, and you will always be grateful.

On a rainy morning in Kunming, I was still stretching in bed, and there was a faint sound of "pattering" outside the window. I think it must be raining.

Sure enough, there is gentle rain outside the window, like ox hair, like a flower needle, and the drizzle is like silk, crisscrossing into a "tulle". Raindrops float on the roof, trees and the ground, clearing away the dust and troubles accumulated in the heart for many years. Pearl raindrops rolled on the petals, as if the rain girl had given them jewels. Raindrops "crackle" on the window, like glittering and translucent "pearls" dotted the window. On the way, people hurried home with colorful umbrellas, and the coming and going vehicles splashed all over the pedestrians.

People in rainy days are inevitably upset and feel overwhelmed by something, dull and sultry. When they opened their eyes, they were still gray, without any white, pure black, like thick ink splashed on the horizon, without any auxiliary color. They looked down at their watches. It is 5: 20, and they are still so immersed.