Fairy tale Mandy

When many people ask me about my memories of my hometown, I will smile and ask, "Have you seen Donghua?" Before the other person answered, I used some butterflies to talk about her-a tung flower symbolizing the seed of love.

? The first time I saw tung flowers, I was amazed-on the bluestone path in my hometown, tung trees blossomed one by one, making me gorgeous and white. Walking beside her, the road is long and the slate is green. Looking down, it is a piece of tung flowers all over the ground. When I reached the end of Tung Hua, I went home.

? "The slender woman's hand is mulberry leaf green, and the lonely guest house is Tonghua Spring."

? Tung Flower Her name is "Tung Tree" in my hometown. In March and April, its ugly trunk grew pale green buds, and the leaves of tung trees that looked like maple leaves grew up slowly first, and when they grew bigger than the palm of your hand, tung trees should bloom. Tung blossoms in my hometown are slower than those in other places, and the trees will not bloom until the fine weather in early May. Tung flowers in my hometown look similar to white peach blossoms, but the petals are slightly pointed. The red color extends outward from the center of the flower, gradually fades to white, and clusters are hung on the branches, which makes the trees full of youth. Tung flower has a slender stalk, holding beautiful flowers. Perhaps the flowers can't bear their beauty. If they touch it lightly, they will fall to the ground. If you meet a naughty child, drag the branches and shake them hard, but the flowers on the tree fall to the ground. When the flowers are in full bloom, the tung tree will be picked by some people and dried in the open space at home, waiting to be made into tung oil.

"Tonghua Wan Li Road, even Korean. My heart is like a double screen and my heart is complicated. "

I remember that Xue Xiaochan wrote an article "Tung Flowers Everywhere" about her deep affection with Paulownia when she was young. What impressed me deeply was her friendship with her friend Ling because of Paulownia. I still remember the thin shirt scene when I was a child. I was with my friend Jing to pick up tung trees. A Jing is a girl like Donghua. Knowing that I like tung flowers very much, she gave me a hand full of tung flowers, and we walked through Na Tong Flower Wan Li Road together. It's still a childhood memory. Now Beijing is in the south and I am in the north. I haven't seen her for a long time. Often in my dreams, I dream that under the tung tree, I wait with a smile until the tung flowers are everywhere and no one comes. Woke up, oh, there is no tung flower in my hometown, and there is no good scenery for me, and there is no long tung flower Wan Li Road. I miss them very much.

I don't know when there are fewer and fewer tung trees in my hometown, and the scenery of tung trees in full bloom is not like that of that year. When I went home to worship my ancestors in Qingming this year, there were several thin tung trees on the roadside, which were as sparse as leaves. With the decline of tung oil, no one picked up tung trees, and all the larger tung trees were cut down, leaving only a few small trees. In those years, Tonghua Wan Li Road was gone after all.

A few days ago, I found several tall trees in front of the campus playground, with gray and pink flowers, many of which are like small horns and very beautiful. I asked my companion, "What kind of flower is this?" "This is Paulownia!" I'm surprised. I miss the tung flowers in my hometown, and I also study in the north and see such beautiful paulownia. Isn't it a new harvest?