Beautiful essays about citrus

“The orange forest is shaded by thousands of fires, and thousands of golden oranges are blooming in the frost.” Bai Juyi, a poet of the Tang Dynasty, said in a poem.

"You must remember the good times of the year, the most orange and orange are the most green," Su Dongpo, a master of Song Dynasty poetry, said.

The oranges are ripe.

While I was free from work, I returned to my home in the mountains and followed my mother to the orchard at home. Facing the heavy fruits in the garden, a gust of autumn wind blew in my face, soft and refreshing, which made me think a lot. Time flies, the years fly by, and it is autumn again. Autumn is a quiet season when flowers fade. The autumn described by the poet is sometimes desolate and sometimes happy. I think silence is the main theme of autumn, but autumn is also lively. I like to read the scenery of autumn, and even more like the excitement and busyness of autumn. It is the season of harvest.

On one side, the autumn breeze is clear, the autumn moon is bright, and the autumn fruits are fragrant. On the one hand, the autumn wind is bleak and the autumn leaves are falling. Is it joy? Is it Li Xu? Is it melancholy? Facing the autumn scenery, I think of the sonorous and powerful poems of Mao Zedong, a great man of the generation: "The strong autumn wind once a year is not the spring scenery, but better than the spring scenery." I also think of the words of helplessness and lamentation by Li Yu, the empress of the Southern Tang Dynasty: "When did the spring flowers and autumn moon come? How much do you know about the past?" After all, the minds of great men with great talents and incompetent monarchs are not the same. And what we see is more turbulence and changes in the sea. What is lost is the shadow of the old days, and what is gained is the heavy fruits hanging on the branches. The chrysanthemums are blooming, the rice is yellow, the citrus is ripe, and the earth is drunk. The memory before the harvest is that the long summer has been prosperous, the vigorous life has withstood the test of flames, wind, rain, thunder and lightning, the river of longing is full of tide, and the door of the season is filled with thoughts.

Looking at the golden citrus in the orchard at home, my thoughts began to fly: I remember when I was studying in my childhood, the fruit trees, that is, ordinary plants, grew with their own growth. As I grow up and accumulate knowledge, many objects in front of me begin to come alive. The knowledge that I had seen in my mind flashed one by one: citrus is a unique fruit product in our country. I remember that the ancient book "Yu Gong" records that citrus fruits were listed as tribute items in the Xia Dynasty 4,000 years ago. In the Qin and Han Dynasties, citrus production was further developed. During the Tang and Song Dynasties, citrus fruits were distributed in roughly the same production areas as modern citrus fruits in China, and people from all over the world began to pay tribute to the imperial court. During the Ming and Qing Dynasties, the citrus industry had developed into the era of commodity production. The Qing Dynasty book "Nanfeng Customs and Household Records" records that in Nanfeng, Jiangxi and other places, the entire village "does not engage in agricultural work and only specializes in oranges." As early as more than 2,000 years ago, the patriotic poet Qu Yuan wrote the famous "Ode to Orange" in his hometown. According to research, citrus originated from the Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau in China, passed down the Yangtze River, and spread to the south of the Huaihe River. After long-term cultivation by the Chinese people, citrus has become a precious fruit for mankind. In the 15th century, the Portuguese brought Chinese citrus to the Mediterranean coast for cultivation, and later spread to Latin America and the United States, and then to the world. Our citrus is not only a sweet fruit, but also a messenger of friendship. Thinking of this, I can’t help but get excited. The Chinese people have created a lot of great history. I am proud to be born in such a country. (Article reading website: www.sanwen.net)

My mother’s clear voice broke my thoughts. I saw her standing under the fruit tree holding a tool, and her face washed by time looked a little dark and dark. tired. The love and heartache for my mother suddenly came to my heart. I looked around. In the huge orchard, if I were not accompanying my mother, there would be only her lonely back. I once discussed with him whether we could hire some helpers to help. She hurriedly shook her head and said: I can't afford it, I can't afford it. The daily wages are too expensive now. Moreover, even if helpers are hired, they will be uncles and aunties from the village, because almost all the young people in the village have gone out.

Yes, where have all the young people in rural areas gone now?

Some young people even have a sense of disgust towards this ancient land that has nurtured their own generations.

With thoughts, my mother and I walked into the world in the orchard.

Seeing the heavy fruits in the garden, I was very happy as a foodie. I picked a tangerine, broke it open and put the pulp into my mouth. Wow, it’s so delicious! My mother looked at my intoxicated and contented look and the happiness on my face. She smiled, so bright and lovely.

My mother and I started picking citrus.

While picking, my mother also introduced me to the process of growing citrus and the growth patterns of citrus, as well as stories about citrus that I didn’t know.

My mother said that the flowering period of citrus trees is from April to May, and the fruiting period is from October to December. The flower language of citrus trees is good luck and good luck. According to folklore, the origin of "citrus" is that there was an old medicine farmer on the East China Sea who often went to the island to collect medicines to treat people's diseases. One autumn, an old medicine farmer came to an unnamed island in a small boat. As he walked, he was suddenly attracted by a green tree in the valley in the distance. This tree is like a big umbrella, with layers of green leaves and golden dots. It is already autumn, but it is still full of vitality. He followed the rugged rocks to the bottom of the valley and found that the tree was similar to the oranges planted beside his house. The branches were covered with small golden fruits. He picked a fruit and put it in his mouth. He felt that it was juicy, sweet and fragrant, and it was more delicious than the orange. The old medicine farmer was so happy that he picked all the fruits from the tree and took them home. The news that the old medicine farmer discovered the golden fruit spread in the village, and many people came to visit to see the strange thing. The old medicine farmer received him enthusiastically and gave everyone the fruit to try, but he did not dare to ask them to eat more. He himself did not know about this fruit. characteristics. A few days later, a miracle happened. Two neighbor children, who were originally sallow and thin, became rosy after eating the fruit. The old medicine farmer figured out that this fruit not only tastes good, but is also a good medicine. Later, they planted golden fruit in their own garden. Within a few years, the golden fruit trees in the garden were lush and fragrant. If you eat the golden fruit, you will be free from all diseases and your life will be prolonged. People regarded it as an auspicious fruit and called it orange fruit.

The green life of a tree, the green hope, let my dreams stay on the branches and watch in the fields. The wind cuts the fruits and knocks on the door of harvest, allowing me to enjoy life slowly. of sweetness. As I was picking, I suddenly felt some pain in my fingers and found a blister on my middle finger. I sat under the orange tree for a while and looked up at the orange trees in the garden. Suddenly, an orange fell from the tree and hit me on the head. Picking up the oranges that fell on the ground reminded me of Newton's "apple falling to the ground" story. This is a story that many people know: one evening, Newton was enjoying the cool under an apple tree. Suddenly an apple fell from the tree and fell just in front of him. Newton felt strange why the apple fell to the ground. Why not fly to the sky? He discovered that everything will fall once it loses its support. Then he discovered that there is an attraction between any two objects, and this attraction is inversely proportional to the square of the distance. Inspired by the "falling apple", Newton later discovered the law of "universal gravitation" after concentrated thinking and research. It is not accidental that he has achieved so many major achievements in science. This is the result of his good observation and thinking and diligent study. He liked reading since he was a child and was very diligent. When he was young, Newton paid great attention to observing natural phenomena and always asked why everything happened. Although Newton was a great scientist, he was never complacent. He modestly said: On the road of science, we are just children playing on the beach and accidentally picking up a beautiful stone. As for the ocean of truth, I haven’t discovered it yet! In fact, the same is true in life. As long as we are good at observation, diligent in thinking, and work hard, we will gain something, achieve success, and have a small world of our own.

Looking at the orange in my hand, I tried my best to think, but my mind was still at a loss.

It seems that not everyone can become Newton.

With the joy of harvest, we have picked many citrus without realizing it. In the orchard, my mother and I were chatting and laughing while picking fruits, making this golden, busy, and harvest world more vibrant.

In my memory, it was difficult to eat an orange when I was a child. There were several orange trees planted in front of my uncle’s house near the school. Every time I passed by my uncle’s house during the harvest season in autumn, , looking at the golden fruits always makes me linger. Occasionally, my uncle will pick a few for me to eat. Because of the deliciousness of oranges, I often daydream about how nice it would be to have a big orange garden at home. Nowadays, with the development of society, the advancement of science, the introduction of government policies to benefit farmers and the development of urban-rural integration, people's living standards have gradually improved. The fantasy I had when I was a child has now become a living reality. This is the era. Reform and development, I think there are still many good things waiting for us to strive for, and we will have a better and happier future.

The ups and downs of life are like a garden full of golden citrus. If it doesn’t withstand the dormancy of winter, the sprouting of spring, the growth of summer, and the blow of wind and frost, there will be no graceful figure in autumn.

The aroma of citrus fills the olfactory impulse, the joy flying in the citrus garden, the chirping laughter, the cheerful flying of wings, and the lightness inciting the rustling autumn wind.

While Shanran was walking alone, some children floated in happily, laughed and walked away leisurely. While concentrating, the wind blew the orange leaves, and the fragrance was lingering, followed by clear laughter. Then, the corners of her lips were slightly raised, and everything was quiet and picturesque. I know that after the autumn harvest, winter, spring, summer, and then autumn are full of harvests. The cycle of seasons is a process of hard sowing, then seeing blooming flowers, and then accumulating fruits and then storing them. I am willing to walk on the snow with beauty in my heart; I am willing to live in a small castle, stay together in silence, and be happy in silence, so that waiting is no longer waiting, imagination is no longer imagination, and all my hearts are in love with ripe citrus fruits. In the beautiful season, it is as bright as flowers and as light as water.