Taste Sophora japonica and recall childhood prose

A rain last night quietly washed through the sky of Yongcheng. When I opened the window, the fresh air came to my face with a faint fragrance. Smell it carefully, this sweet taste is so familiar! Besides fragrant roses, what kind of flowers smell equally refreshing? Oh, it must be the locust tree downstairs. It seems that last night's rain not only refreshed the colorful loss of English at the end of April, but also promoted clusters of Sophora japonica covered with branches.

The faint scent took me directly downstairs. Sure enough, the branches of Sophora japonica on both sides of the moat stretched out, and the new leaves were green. Clusters of Sophora japonica hibiscus all show white skirts, just like incandescent lamps shining in the green sea and flawless jade inlaid in jasper, adding a touch of beautiful color to the town after the rain.

It is said that Sophora japonica is not the most beautiful of all flowers. But as long as people who live in the Central Plains, especially in Yongcheng, East Henan, are familiar with it, few people don't like it. Song Zhi, a poet in the Qing Dynasty, wrote "Crossing Yongcheng", "I have traveled dozens of miles in the south of the Yangtze River, so the scenery in my garden is twice as close as I feel; Jujube flowers are messy and fragrant all the way through Yongcheng. " This poem, which is well-known in Yongcheng, depicts a beautiful picture of April, a beautiful show with thousands of trees, messy jujube flowers and fragrant Sophora japonica flowers.

Count, there are many plants with white flowers, such as daffodils in winter, begonia in spring, gardenia and Bai Lianhua in summer. Although Sophora japonica can't be compared with these famous flowers, it is unique. It quietly opens in the dying season of late spring, snuggling together like a harmonious family and loving each other. Sophora japonica is fragrant, plain and beautiful.

I like Sophora japonica not only because of its fresh and comfortable fragrance, but also because of its delicate, delicate and flawless flowers, which reminds me of our simple, happy, peaceful and beautiful family. Of all the flowers, only these clusters, which are stacked on top of each other like clouds and sheep, can move people's hearts most.

For Sophora japonica, it is more from childhood memories. When I was still in primary school in the countryside, at that time, in addition to poplar, willow, elm and some fruit trees, Sophora japonica was the most planted in every household in eastern Henan. We call it acacia. It is understood that Sophora japonica also has anti-inflammatory, anti-ulcer and blood pressure lowering effects.

When I was a child, I didn't know that it had so many benefits and I didn't know how to appreciate its beauty. I can't be poetic about the white locust tree. I only know that when Sophora japonica is in full bloom, it is only green and yellow. We can pick a lot of Sophora japonica and use it to make all kinds of Sophora japonica rice to improve our food.

At that time, I loved to eat "steamed Sophora japonica" and "fried Sophora japonica with eggs" made by my mother. Steaming Sophora japonica is to wash the freshly picked Sophora japonica, mix it with corn flour, gently rub it with your hands, then steam it in a pot, mix it with garlic juice, balsamic vinegar, Chili oil and sesame oil, and it tastes spicy and delicious, soft but not greasy. Fried Sophora japonica with eggs is to marinate the washed Sophora japonica with salt for a while, mix in fresh eggs, put sesame oil in the pot, fry until both sides are slightly yellow, and then fry with rice. Only when guests come can we eat such a luxurious meal.

Then there is the steamed corn bread with Sophora japonica and sorghum noodles pinched by grandma, which can be said to be one of the best in the village. Wotou is hot, My Sweetie's, delicious, with purple in red and red in white, which makes people drool at a distance. Unfortunately, there was no mobile phone at home at that time, otherwise I would have photographed it for everyone to see now. It's really a first-class handicraft! Grandma also boiled the extra Sophora japonica in water, then took it out and dried it, leaving it for autumn and winter leisure time to make fried buns of Sophora japonica and stew tofu with Sophora japonica.

The fragrance season of Sophora japonica not only brings us delicious food, but also brings us a lot of childhood fun. Every afternoon after school, our brothers and sisters go home. My sister is wearing a beautiful skirt, carrying a basket in front, and my brother is carrying an empty green schoolbag. I moved the stool and took my grandmother happily to pick Sophora japonica in the locust tree forest behind the village.

At first, my sister stood on the bench, tied the hook with a bamboo pole, reached for the most vigorous flower branch and pulled it down hard. Grandma and I still have a brother rolling down there, which always feels too slow, and we can't pick up the broken Sophora japonica scattered on the ground to eat. It's a pity. Later, my brother and I climbed the tree with baskets and schoolbags, and competed with our neighbors to see who climbed higher and picked more. At first, my grandmother always advised me to be careful under the tree. Later, I saw that my brother and I were as skilled as apes in a tree, so I stopped worrying about us.

I also like to eat fresh Sophora japonica just picked from the tree. When I stood on the branches and saw the branches of Sophora japonica as white as snow, I couldn't help putting them in my mouth and savoring them. The sweeter you eat, the more addictive you eat. Grandma warned us not to eat too much below, saying that eating too much would cause diarrhea. When we saw our neighbors grabbing a handful from time to time and eating with relish, we ignored grandma's words.

At that time, besides eating Sophora japonica, I also liked to eat elm seeds and mulberry seeds. Once I ate too many mulberry seeds and had a nosebleed, which scared my grandmother to think that I had some strange disease. Nowadays, this kind of tree is rare, only this tall acacia tree still grows in the streets and alleys of Yongcheng and in front of the house in the countryside.

In recent years, Sophora japonica has become a seasonal dish. No matter supermarkets or street stalls abound, I will also cook several fresh Sophora japonica dishes, such as fried chicken with Sophora japonica, cold Sophora japonica, fried Sophora japonica and so on. No matter how carefully I cook them, I can never taste the taste of childhood.

I smelled the fragrance of Sophora japonica again, and my thoughts floated leisurely:

Cluster layer

String after string

Immaculate Sophora japonica

Strong fragrance, bright and crystal clear.

You are wearing a white skirt.

Just like my sister did.

Emerald leaves

Like my brother's green schoolbag dangling in the bushes.

You are a shining star in the sky.

You are an elf dancing in my dream.

You hang on the green sea.

Like a string of silver wind chimes

The wind is blowing gently.

Make soft music.

The voice seems to come from another world.

This voice seems to be a kind reminder from grandma.

Don't worry, I won't climb trees now.

I will guard your blooming every year.

We enjoy the fun of childhood.

There is a deep affection between us.