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In early summer, the fresh cherries and loquats in the fruit shops in the city are very attractive, but the piles of fruits are much more attractive and the freshness is gradually decreasing. This is the case in the city. I was a little annoyed and depressed by the basic necessities of life and similar seasonal experiences. I miss those wild life and seasonal experiences. For example, in the early summer in the countryside, the wild beauty quivered on the tip of the tongue.

The long-awaited May Day finally came. With the long sound of "clang-",the train took me back to my hometown in the hinterland of Wuling Mountain from the land of abundance. My family and I drove back to our hometown, and the trees with different shades made the heavy mountains jump briskly. Plums grow in front of their hometown, like dark green round earrings hanging on branches. Looking at these small fruits, I can't help but sigh that the fruits will grow up soon. My little brother laughed at me. "What a foodie!" I replied with a smile, I made a special trip back to my hometown just to be a happy country eater!

After laughing, I ran to the mountains and a free food paradise with my friends in my hometown. This is inseparable from my childhood life experience. Who told me that my footprints were left on the yellow earth and the breeze kissed my cheek? This time, we are mainly looking for thorn buds, thorn moss and wild cherries. Let's talk about the spiny bubbles first. They grow among the spiny branches and leaves, and full fruits are hidden under the green heart-shaped leaves. Bubbles vary in size, as big as thumbs and as small as soybeans, with red flesh, pedicels and leaflets at the roots. Bao Er's taste is more delicate than strawberry's. It is sour and sweet, which melts in the mouth and is extremely sweet. Can be described as the king of mountain games!

I walked in front, paying attention to the hillside and small bushes on the roadside. Once I found something red, so I ran over and leaned down to see if it was a bubble. If there is, ask the sisters to catch up quickly and pick fresh fruits among the thorns together. One clump, two clumps, and soon, the cup is filled with a smaller part of bubbles. These bubbles are like fat and tender babies, snuggling together tightly and very cute in cups.

In the position of long bubbles, sometimes thorn moss is found. Thorn moss is a kind of tender branch of liana, crisp and delicious. Break off a branch, like peeling a banana, gently take off the green prickly moss coat, exposing the meat strips and tempting to eat. It's a pity that it's a little late at this time. Many elders have grown thick and become complete branches, which are not suitable for eating. However, I still don't give up the opportunity to find every tender thorn moss. After all, authentic game is something I miss for a long time.

Go straight up the slope along the winding mountain road and you will arrive at a relative's house. We visited the wild cherry trees here a few years ago. There are several tall and lush wild cherry trees on the roadside, and some small crimson fruits protrude from the leaves. Wild cherries are wild because no one takes care of them, so the trees are tall, the fruits are slightly smaller than the improved cherries, and there are only mung beans, but the taste is not inferior to the improved cherries. I heard from relatives that his granddaughter had returned home from the city and climbed the cherry tree to eat. She also said it was the most comfortable day of her life! It's childish to talk, and it also proves that it's interesting to climb wild cherry trees and eat wild cherries.

Our sisters each pulled two shorter branches. Pull branches with your left hand and pick fruits with your right. If you can't put it in your hand, transfer it to a specially prepared small basin. While picking and eating, time passed quietly, and half a pot of wild cherries the size of dark red mung beans was in hand. On the way back, standing on the high mountain fort and overlooking the distant mountain, I couldn't help screaming. Childhood memories and deep affection for my hometown are all in this long whistle.

Back in the yard, blooming peony and budding cockscomb greeted us back. Washing wild cherries, eating on the courtyard dam, blowing the wind and listening to the birds singing are simply wonderful pastoral times. My hometown in early summer is quiet and beautiful. The game on the tip of the tongue, without additives, touched me with its original natural flavor. There are not many delicious foods that I can find, but they are all privately ordered and wonderful.

In early summer, the countryside on the tip of the tongue is enough to nourish the taste buds and a year's time.