A Thunderous Prose about Wild Mushrooms

You are a wonderful flower in the wilderness, overflowing with astonishment. You emerge from the thunder and are invincible. You are a wonder of nature, incomparable. You are a piece of cake on the common people's dining table, and you are undoubtedly greedy.

As long as I can remember, every year there is a spring thunder, and strange wild fungi appear at this time. The adults were busy carrying baskets to look for them. Wild fungi mostly grow in rotting straw piles, old and decaying wood jungles, or next to cow dung in the mountains. I remember one night in the spring of that year, after thunder and thunder, a torrential rain came quickly and violently. The next morning, the sun was shining brightly; the sky was clear, and at a glance, it was as clear as a wash, bright and enchanting. After a while, my mother happily picked up a bunch of white, umbrella-shaped wild mushrooms from the straw pile next to the old house. My brothers and sisters and I rushed up to it as if we were seeing something strange, and we all wanted to touch it with our own hands. My mother said: "Don't take it casually, it is easy to crush." ??She also said: "Eat steamed eggs with wild mushrooms, which are nutritious, tender and delicious." For breakfast that day, my mother really beat two eggs, and then broke them into pieces. The wild mushrooms are mixed with steamed eggs. When we ate it, the taste was several times fresher than without wild mushrooms, and we were so greedy that we drank it all. In the past, farmers were reluctant to eat eggs. In order to prove that eggs steamed with wild mushrooms are delicious, my mother was very generous and let us sisters try it.

Because the wild fungus came from the sound of thunder, the folks called it "thunder fungus." This name has been used since ancient times to this day.

As we grew up later, we also went to pick up thunder fungi at this time. Mother was afraid that we would not be able to distinguish between poisonous and non-toxic, so she specially told us: "Don't pick up other things in the straw pile, next to fir firewood poles, and old locust trees, for fear of poisoning if you eat them." According to mother's words , we searched everywhere without fear of anything. In addition to those in front of and behind the house, we also ran to the mountains to look for them. Just like the song "The Little Girl Picking Mushrooms" sang: "The little girl picking mushrooms carries a big bamboo on her back." In the early morning, I walked with my little friends Minmin, Meimei, Yingzi, Xiaohua and a few boys in the forest and hills with my bare feet..."

I was carrying a bamboo basket, but The meaning is the same. We came together all over the mountains and plains, running all over the mountains, hillsides and mountain valleys, walking through the vast jungles. On the moss-covered ground, next to the decaying firewood pockets, there were trees here and there, and there were nests one by one. The white spots were yellowing everywhere. At this time, we were all overjoyed; as if we had found a treasure, we all picked it up together. A few boys sometimes gave us easy picking places, and they went to places where it was difficult to stand or climb. For some reason, at such a young age, they were extraordinarily sensible and did not compete with the girl. They even said, "Girls, how can you do that?" After hearing this, instead of being angry, they felt warm in their hearts.

In my memory, there are so many wild mushrooms next to cow dung, so many that they are densely packed around the cow dung. The wild mushrooms are grayish-white in color and must not be eaten. Not to mention poisonous, they are also very dirty. Looking at it, we were just having fun. At this time, we were standing on the mountain, leaning forward and listening to the wind music. The style of the mountain col was very long, and when we heard the whistle, we turned back when it reached the mountain col, as if the wind could still rotate. The wind is warm, and we let it blow on our cheeks and our little braids. Like wild mushrooms, we enjoy the essence of nature and suck in the breath of nature, the blue sky, the vast wilderness, and the scenery. Charming, so gentle, so tranquil, we bathed in the spring light there. The mountains, the grass, and the moss-covered stones are all original ecological scenery that we can't appreciate. The place is as green as the sea, and the sky and the earth are the same color. It is as sacred as a palace in our hearts. We wander around in that charming scenery to our heart's content, cherishing the spring and dancing with the flying orioles.

We were chatting and laughing, and also discussed a topic together: "Why do wild mushrooms grow when there is thunder?" With this puzzle, we asked the adults, and the adults explained: " Those fertile and moist places tend to breed derivatives, and they take advantage of the situation when thunder strikes. "Or they have already become prototypes, and they emerge rapidly with the help of thunder." This is undoubtedly not a wonder of nature. This unsolved mystery has not yet been answered to this day. But no matter what, as long as we take care of it, it will be correct.

In the mid-1980s, one day a colleague said: "Hey, it rained heavily yesterday and thundered again. Maybe there will be mushrooms in the jungle of Moshan, East Lake."

"After hearing her appointment, I wanted to go, so I immediately picked up the basket and followed her. That day, we followed the sheep farm trail to Moshan, passed through several natural villages, and passed a large East Lake embankment. At the foot of the mountain. At a glance, there is endless greenery, rippling lake water, pleasant scenery, clear air, and the wild mushrooms in the jungle grow in such an excellent environment. It goes without saying that its nutritional value is absolutely valuable! < /p>

I followed my colleagues all the way up the mountain, and I was out of breath after a while. When we walked into the depths of the jungle, a miracle happened. At the foot of the big trees, on the soft moss, there were nests here and there. The nests were all over the place, and I was suddenly excited and amazed. In fact, I was already a mother. I was so happy to regain my childhood stories that I felt so happy that I couldn't help but say in surprise: “Wow—that’s a lot. "My colleague said: "The wild mushrooms in the pine forest are basically yellowish, and they have a fresher taste than the straw mushrooms. "After listening to her introduction, we picked up along the way. After a while, we picked up a basket. My colleague planned to sell it, so I shared some with my friends and neighbors and kept some for myself to try.

According to records, foods such as bacteria have three major characteristics: “high protein content, high vitamin content, and high fiber content. "These nutrients are easily absorbed by the human body. I remember that in the early 1980s, after the reform and opening up, scientific planting was vigorously promoted in rural areas. Many farmers switched production and changed from single-planting rice to diversified operations. Varieties such as fungi were easy to learn. species. People used to call it "mushroom." "There are many varieties of artificially grown mushrooms, which are dazzling and dazzling. They have greatly enriched the vegetable market and bulged farmers' pockets. Although they are artificially grown, they have rich nutritional value and are worthy of everyone's attention.

Time flies, and the world is long. Throughout the ages, wild mushrooms have held a high position in people's hearts. Nowadays, wild mushrooms have entered the halls of elegance from ordinary people's homes, and have been honored as a cluster of delicacies from mountains and seas. Major hotels, Various brands of wild mushroom dishes are very popular with the public. The word "wild" reveals its precious value, style and unique taste.

With the climate and climate. With the changes in the environment, those precious natural wild mushrooms are gradually disappearing from sight. Even if they are available, we dare not eat them casually. Food poisoning incidents will happen at any time. I don’t know why, but I often feel very sorry for the lost wild mushrooms. .

Listening to the thundering wind and rain, looking for wild mushrooms in the depths of the jungle. Today, the memories of those thunderous mushrooms have always remained in our memory. That mountain, that path, and that wilderness once left us happy. Laughter leaves behind memories of our growth and our unchanging friendship. It is a fairy tale that we can never finish writing.