Another year of cherry red

The surprise I felt when I saw a cherry seller at the entrance of the market is beyond words! I can only sigh that time flies by so quickly and the cherries are turning red again!

The cherries are red, like yesterday, and the trees are full of flowers! Today it is, the fruit is red with rain! Time is the wind, blowing down the thin dead leaves and blowing green new buds!

The seasons change and the cycle begins! The cycle repeats but never ends! Standing in front of the lovely cherries, I have no intention of eating, I can only think about myself, thinking that I am one year older, I can only sigh, sigh, it is a new year!

Cherrys are red every year.

In the past few days, in the far northwestern border of Hubei, the source of the South-to-North Water Diversion Project, Zhuxi River, surrounded by green mountains and green waters, was once again bright red! The cherries there are red and covered with branches! Dotted with green leaves, it forms a beautiful landscape! It's just that we who are far away can't eat our parents' cherries or play under the cherry tree!

Although the cherries in Wuhan are too expensive, I still bought a pound without counter-offering. I think I didn’t buy cherries just to be greedy or to try something new! In order to get close to cherries, to feel the taste of a parent, and to recall the love of cherries!

I didn’t eat the hand-held cherry! Pick one up and take a closer look! The cherry, which is shaped like a pearl, colored like agate, soft like gelatin, bright and smooth, crystal clear, exquisitely clear, and like a ruby, seems to be alive! She is too perfect to be defined by edible, delicious fruit! How she looks like a fat girl smiling between my two fingers, with her bright yellow appearance! I couldn't bear to eat her, but I couldn't help but have the urge to kiss her!

Cherry is the earliest ripe fruit after the spring flowers! Although "premature", it is not bitter at all! Give people the earliest return! Unlike some people, who are precocious but immature! In my heart, I have always liked cherries, even though I don’t like eating cherries! In fact, I no longer describe cherries as a tasty fruit! In my opinion, she is more like a spiritual elf! She is crystal clear, soft and plump, bright and restrained! She has both a beautiful appearance and a gentle and smooth quality! Beautiful on the outside and smart on the inside, like an elegant elf!

Writing this, I must not leave the above topic aside! Let’s talk about the cherries of my hometown! Thinking of my parents’ cherries, the bright yellow fruits are like the lips of a beautiful woman, which really makes people’s hearts flutter! Like crystal pearls, it is a feast for the eyes! Although the cherries I am holding in my hands are not the cherries from my hometown, I can imagine that I am holding the cherries from my hometown and holding her warm love in my hands! Every time there is a kind of attachment that I can’t put down! What she deeply contains is not only the mountains and rivers of my hometown, but also the love of my hometown that I silently feel! Every time I think of it, the heart-thrilling smile that feels like seeing a loved one appears in the corners of my mouth again, and that sweet yet sour taste! That one: the feeling of "the beautiful and lonely pear blossoms, the rouge of the cherry blossoms", the touch of the bright cherry branches and the mellow cherry red, implicating so many memories of happiness and expectation!

Time flies, the cherries are red again, the bananas are green again, it’s just another year! The years are long, the moon is missing again! The sun is shining, it’s just another day! I look forward to a clear nostalgia in the deepest part! I will not leave the story about cherries here, nor will I write down my memories here! What I want to write is that I like cherries and have a feeling for them. Although it is inexplicable, I will not change, because "I don't know where the love comes from, it only gets deeper in the past."

Every time I write, I can't focus on one thing. Just write about what I like. The cherries are also filled with feelings of worry and helplessness! Maybe this is a kind of lyricism about thinking about things!

The topic has changed again! I haven’t eaten cherries from my hometown for two years! I really want to eat cherries from my hometown! I clearly remember the color and taste of the cherries in my hometown! I can still remember the days when I went to pick cherries with my friends! That cherry tree in your yard must have grown even more. It’s thicker! The fruits you picked must be sweeter and more mouth-watering! Year after year, you must have become more handsome and beautiful as you pick cherries together! The old days! Just that cherry tree, do you still remember me climbing on you and eating your fruits?

With the memory of cherries, there will be lovesickness and memories, cherish them. The feeling of loving cherries and loving parents, and the regretful love that foretells eternity, let me accompany it to remember together! Because memories are always behind reality, happiness is always in front of the road! < /p>

I didn’t eat the cherries I bought after carrying them all the way with memories and sighs! I thought it was enough for her to awaken my emotions, and there was no need for me to feast on them anymore, so I decisively gave them to nature!

As the wind and rain drift by, you can still see the shadows on the river bank! The green water, green mountains and countryside are beautiful, and the cherries are red again!