Putaoshuxia

It is always near the Qingming Festival, and the rain will keep ticking. This kind of rain is not big, but it is cotton and dense, and it falls on people, giving people the illusion that they don't need rain gear, but they are all wet without knowing it, which makes people bored. The sky is always overcast and gloomy, which makes people sad everywhere.

On such a day and in such a weather, it is the time when the peach blossoms bloom and bear the most fruits.

most of the peach blossoms in the small town are planted around the pond by the lake. They don't stand tall and straight like pines and cypresses, they just bend their eyebrows at the water's edge, but they are evergreen and leafy like pines and cypresses, and they live as well.

Peach blossoms are in the moist air of spring rain. Although these flowers are as big as fists and the velvet-like stamens are also saved into a ball, they are about light green and yellow in color and colorless and odorless, so no one will notice them. In the flowering season, the pale green pompoms can only secretly hide among the leaves and look timidly at people.

If the peach tree didn't bear that kind of fruit, the peach tree's life seemed to be just standing there quietly with dark green and dense branches and leaves, regardless of the sudden wind and rain and the four seasons.

The fruit of Pu Tao is actually inconspicuous. It is yellow and white, and its size is not big. However, when it matures, it will give off a special rose fragrance and taste sweet and fragrant. That kind of fragrance will make people addicted, and only those who have tasted it will miss it, otherwise, even if the fruit is full of branches, it will still not be coveted and eye-catching.

The peach blossoms are blooming and the peach fruits are ripe, which unconsciously reminds me of my grandmother in my memory.

Grandma in my memory is short, pale, thin and slender. A small bun tied up at the back of the head forever, coarse cloth trousers always blue or black on the body, and black cloth shoes always on the feet. And grandma's face to us will never change with bright eyes and kind smile.

Grandma can't speak Cantonese, only strong hometown dialect, and we can only listen to the local accent, but we can't speak it. Therefore, in the eyes of outsiders, grandma and I always "talk like chickens and ducks", each talking about its own. But in fact, this does not hinder the communication between my grandmother and me. I can understand everything my grandmother says, and so can my grandmother.

whenever my grandmother comes to stay in my house, I drag her around outside during the day. When I am tired, we can sit anywhere, look at the sky, the streets and the people coming and going. Grandma doesn't talk much, grandma is gentle, and grandma's hands are warm.

I remember when I was young, I was on my way out with my grandmother, and I passed by a high wall somewhere, and I saw some protruding branches covered with peach trees, which made people salivate. As a teenager, I have to clamor for my grandmother to pick one.

Grandma is thin and thin, and the walls are high and the trees are high. No matter how much she reaches out and jumps, she can't satisfy it. Grandma was impatient, so she took off her rubber shoes and threw them on the branches. Although the fruit fell, grandma's shoes disappeared without a trace. Grandma picked up the fruit and handed it to me, looked at the high wall, barefoot, and then looked at me contentedly, but she couldn't help laughing.

Now, when the peach blossoms are blooming, grandma is gone. The well in front of the country house has dried up, and the pomegranate flowers in front of it have been covered with dust.

At this moment, it seems that it is raining again in the sky, and the image in front of us begins to blur. Fortunately, there are round lenses to cover your eyes.

under the peach tree, it seems that suddenly, I saw my grandmother with a blue bun waving to me again.