In spring, the willows spit out buds, the grass shows its small head, but the jujube tree is still bare, like a sleepy doll.

Around the Dragon Boat Festival, jujube trees are full of golden flowers, and then there will be a "buzzing" sound in the yard. Take a closer look around the jujube tree. There used to be many small honey peaks, busy picking flowers and honey. After the flowers withered, the trees were covered with dates. Green is hidden among the leaves, and it is difficult to find it without looking carefully.

Autumn has come, some jujube eyes are red, and some are blushing. You can pick it and eat it at this time. A gust of autumn wind blew, and a few dates couldn't help jumping and falling, and more were swinging on the branches. Before and after the Mid-Autumn Festival, dates were red, as if the trees were covered with red lanterns. People in the village were beating dates with bamboo poles, and suddenly red hail began to fall under the tree. We scrambled to pick up dates, and in the afternoon, bags and baskets of bright red and crisp dates were transported home. People pick out the uninjured ones, soak them in drunken dates and dry the rest.

In winter, jujube trees become bare again, and only a few intact jujubes are swaying in the cold wind.

Ah, I like to eat red dates in my hometown.