The customs and habits all over the country, all kinds of strange and strange ways of eating among the people, all give them a sense of life. Those distant memories are full of color, sound, taste, fireworks, a little warmth and a little loneliness.
When I saw this, I happened to see the composition of the primary school students in the reading group. Apart from some logical problems, this writing technique is still very familiar. Think about it. Isn't this true what the writer said? Seeing the truth of the matter, I wrote the picture in a distant memory without adding any more complicated words, adjectives, simple nouns and verbs like uncle farmer. There are poems in the painting, and there are people in the poems. Shuai Shuai's, very beautiful, a kind of beauty of humanity, beauty of humanity.
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In January, it snowed heavily. The snow is falling quietly. The orchard is white. I can't hear the sound. Grapes sleep in a snow-covered cellar.
Spring breeze blows in February. After spring, it will be windy for 48 days. The wind shook the branches of the tree, and the tree woke up and rushed to send the juice to the whole body. The branches are soft. These trees are green.
In August, grapes are colored. It's raining hard. Come and see the vineyard. How beautiful! White is like white agate, red is like ruby, purple is like amethyst, and black is like jet. A string, full, magnetic, crisp and dazzling. You just moved all the words with jade characters in Shuo Wen Jie Zi, which is not enough!
The orchard in September is like a young woman who gave birth to a child, quiet, happy and lazy.
10, we have other farm work. We are going to cut rice. Grapes can grow as long as they want.
This is really a winter scene all year round. The busy orchard has no color now. The view is wide and unobstructed, leaving only white loess.
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As soon as I entered the door, I was greeted by a thick fruity smell. The most outstanding thing is the sweetness of bananas. This fragrance is not intermittent, thick and faint, intermittent, but it is so fragrant from morning till night. It is a lasting and eternal fragrance, deeply fragrant and intoxicating.
I have been to many places and walked into many fruit shops, but none of them has the rich fruit fragrance of this fruit shop. The smell of this fruit shop often reminds me and will never forget it. I fell in love that year, my first love.
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The biggest contribution of soybean to China people is that it can make tofu and various bean products. Without tofu, China people's lives will be short of a large piece, and the monks, nuns and chefs in vegetarian restaurants will be "hopeless". In addition to mushrooms, Tricholoma, Flammulina velutipes, Auricularia auricula, winter bamboo shoots and bamboo shoots, vegetarian dishes mainly rely on tofu and bean products. Vegetarian this and vegetarian that are all kinds of bean products.
In my hometown, tender broad beans are fried with endothelium. Or add a little chopped pickles, which is especially wonderful. Bigger, peel off the endothelium and stir-fry the watercress. Sometimes when you stir-fry amaranth, add a few green broad bean petals, which are bright in color and can also improve the taste.
I got up early in the morning, went to the potato field (the dew was so heavy that I had to put on shallow rubber boots), pinched a handful of flowers and some branches, went back to the house, put them in a glass and painted on them. The flowers of potatoes are easy to draw. Umbelliferae, a bit like compound daffodils. The colors are white and light purple. Purple flowers are red and blue. One of them has a yellow heart like a steamed bun. Most of the leaves are similar, with odd pinnate compound leaves, but some are round, some are pointed, some are deep and some are shallow, and that's all.
Watermelon is hung in the well with a rope. In the afternoon, cut delicious. Go down with a knife, click, and the cold is overflowing. Even the eyes are cold.
There are black vegetables, frozen tofu and pickles soup in winter. Black vegetables lie flat on the ground, and people in the south of the Yangtze River call them "bitter vegetables". This dish tastes a little bitter. My grandmother dug a small piece of land in the back garden and planted black vegetables. After first frost, the leaves are purple, and the taste is bitter and sweet.
Wild vegetables are nothing more than two ways to eat, one is boiled and cooled, and the other is fried with egg white batter.
The crops are strong and green, which makes people feel very comfortable. Houses along the road are also clean and tidy. Pedestrians look good, too, showing a sense of relief. Yellow hair drooping, content.
With plenty of energy and materials, it's interesting to cook several dishes. To cook, you must buy your own food. Walking around the food market with a basket is more "white face" than walking empty-handed. Going to a new place, I don't like shopping in department stores, but I like shopping in the vegetable market, which is more lively. The process of buying food is also the process of conception. I want to fry a dish of wild vegetables and winter bamboo shoots, but the winter bamboo shoots in the vegetable market are sold out, but there are new Dutch beans, so I have to temporarily "change the play". Cooking is also a lightweight sport. When washing vegetables, cutting vegetables and cooking, you should stand (no one is sitting to cook), so it is good for people who sit at their desks all day to change their posture.
Cooking needs practice. Eat more, ask more questions, read more (see recipes) and do more. You have to cook a dish several times more to master the salty and light heat. God only knows when the rock sugar elbow and fermented bean curd will taste soft and glutinous, and more importantly, we must have imagination. If you want it, you can do it.
I used to mix spinach and shepherd's purse when I was in my hometown. Blanch half a large spinach (too old or too tender) in a boiling pot until it is cut off. Take it out, remove the roots, chop it up, add less salt, squeeze out the juice, roll it into a pagoda shape in a plate, and add the diced fragrant dried (Beijing has no fragrant dried, but smoked dried), dried shrimps, minced garlic and Jiang Mo. After serving, pour sesame sauce vinegar, push it down and mix well. Some Yuyao writers have tasted it and said that it is "very similar to Malantou". This dish has become an emergency program for our uninvited guests. There is a dish I dare to call my invention: fried dough sticks with minced meat. Cut the fritters into one and a half inches long. Chop the meat into paste, add chopped green onion, a small amount of mustard tuber or pickled melon powder, mix well, stuff it into fritters and fry it in a half-opened oil pan. Chewing is crisp, and you can really walk ten miles.
He takes his time, doesn't like or worry, has no attachments, and wants nothing. He is naturally quiet. Every day, he just eats noodles mixed with fish, looks around with his knees curled up, smiles and looks like a child.
This is a living Zhuangzi.
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Clouds pass through the leaves. Geckos climb on grapes. When the apricots were ripe, Polygonum multiflorum Thunb. climbed up the dark stalagmite. A fly in a cobweb. What about spiders? Apriona germari eats a leaf for a long time. Isn't it a little sweet? The Plantagenet Dynasty was so lively and there were so many bees! Bo-the goldfish spit out a bubble and burst it. Outside the door is a closed field. What years are there in the door?
Summer mornings are really comfortable. The air is cool, and dew is still hanging on the grass (dew is also hanging on the spider web). Write a big word and read an ancient prose. Summer mornings are really comfortable.
Put a big bamboo bed in the patio and lie on the ground, feeling refreshed. The summer heat is gone forever. Look at the moonlight Moonlight is colorful, unpredictable and very beautiful. There is a fuzzy circle around the moon, which is called "wind circle". It will be windy in the next few days. "Black pig has crossed the river"-dark clouds are crossing the Tianhe River, and it's going to rain heavily.
I didn't go back until the dew fell and the bamboo bed railings were wet. By this time, I was already very sleepy. I touched the rattan pillow (we all sleep with rattan pillows or draw pillows in summer) and fell asleep.
The head of a chicken is old, new walnuts are coming down, and summer is almost over.
Mountains and rivers are very kind to people, and they come face to face, as if they were with people, arm in arm, talking without arrogance, indifference or seriousness.
When I was a child, I often listened to pigeons singing on rainy days or sunny days. My heart was happy and sad, sad and cold, so sad and sweet.
The sound of pigeons in my childhood.
It is so green, the air is so fresh and quiet-there is no sound at all.
Mountains and valleys are green, but they are not the same. Light yellow, light green, dark green. Every hill and valley is a green law. Generally, the lower the place, the lighter the color; The higher, the deeper. Chuqing new rain, oblique sunlight, rich fine grass, soft luster. In the deep and shallow green ravine, white sheep, yellow calves and bordeaux horses are scattered and arranged, which is very leisurely and quiet. On the steep mountain, tall spruces stand in dense clusters. Plumes of white clouds flew out of the black spruce. This is a fairyland. I have been to many places and have never felt that any place is a fairyland. Here, I suddenly remembered these two words. I think there should be a little fairy here, wearing a white gauze, with her hair hanging freely, holding a slender shepherd's stick, singing barefoot and winding around the valley. ...
Writing about scenery is related to personal temperament. Xu Zhimo used so many gorgeous and bright colors to write about the sunrise on Mount Tai, which is really "too thick to melt". But I have some doubts. Is this about the sunrise on Mount Tai or Xu Zhimo himself? I don't think Zhou Zuoren would write like this. Zhou Zuoren probably can't write sunrise at all. Mr. Wang is ordinary and peaceful. The intellectuals in China are kind.