Thin enough to twist into a twist, I just touched people's faces and dyed fat.
This poem is about loofah, which is generally described elegantly.
This reminds me of a sentence by Cao Zhi: I was so angry that I didn't spit it out. Huarong is graceful, which makes me forget my meal.
Luffa is edible and easy to grow. When winter goes and spring comes, dig a hole, throw a few black loofah seeds and never ask again.
Planting pits are around some trees, such as willows on the roadside, Metasequoia glyptostroboides beside ditches, or fences and fences.
Leaving the countryside, we rarely see land, either asphalt or cement. There is a clearing on the roof. In my spare time, I brought some earth and surrounded it with extra bricks, which became a newly opened private plot.
With land, we have the right to grow our own crops and turn over serfs to sing, so I am the master of my site.
You can plant whatever you want, which is related to the seasons in Otawa. Spring coriander, summer pepper, autumn loofah, nothing in winter, rest.
Plant loofah every year. Sow in spring, vines grow in summer, and then loofah blooms.
When winter goes and spring comes, you can dig a few seeds in the open space on the roof at will. After a spring rain, when you have time to get some air on the roof, you will find loofah seedlings sneaking out of the soil with black shells on their heads. At first, they were yellow and shy, and the wind blew a little.
When I came to see it the next day, the black hat had been thrown away, and there were happy buds between the two petals. After a night, the green leaves grow alternately from left to right.
Luffa seedlings climb faster and faster, accompanied by the growth of vines and tendrils. At this time, it is necessary to build a shelf for him, usually made of waste wires and ropes. As long as the vines of loofah climb up, they will be tightly wrapped and strive to become a green space.
Summer is the most difficult season for loofah, and it is good to meet rainy weather. If it is hot and rainy, it will test the patience of loofah. The sun is like fire during the day, and the roof floor dissipates heat at night. Luffa keeps a little vitality in the barbecue day and night.
Plastic film must be covered, usually waste plastic bags. If it doesn't rain for a long time, you should replenish some water at night to maintain the state of excessive overdraft during the day.
In hot summer, people are suffering, and loofah is a kind of purgatory. It won't leave, just stand there, waiting for the summer to pass, waiting for the rainy day to come, waiting for the day when it blooms and bears fruit.
After the midsummer, the temperature drops slowly and there is more rain, so the loofah will grow desperately. Yellow flowers will bloom among the dense leaves, and soon the loofah will droop, in twos and threes, almost scrambling.
Mom likes to pick them, peel them, make a loofah scrambled eggs, or make a loofah soup, which melts in the mouth and is slippery.
Luffa grows too fast, perhaps because it has suffered from the heat and cherished the opportunity of growth, so it desperately blooms and bears fruit, and finds several luffa in the lush green leaves every day.
If you are busy sometimes and don't go upstairs for a few days, you will find that several loofahs are already elders, just to keep seeds. These loofahs will grow thicker and thicker until autumn comes, winter comes, the leaves of loofahs fall off, the stems dry, the shells of these loofahs turn yellow and gray, and finally dry.
Dry towel gourd, peeling off the shell, revealing silky bones and muscles, cutting into several pieces, can be used as a brush handle to brush the pot, which is both environmentally friendly and hygienic. Sowed seeds are shining in the dark, waiting for another year's reincarnation next spring.
I thought of another poem, which is also about loofah.
Lonely hedge households enter the spring, and it is clear when they don't see the mountains.
After a few days of rain, the autumn grass is tender and the loofah grows along the tile wall.
There is also a poem, which I made up. Maybe it's just a small restaurant.
This is planted by a tree in the corner, and it is difficult to climb with branches.
There are yellow flowers hanging in the sky overhead, and the loofah upstairs is slim.
Luffa on the roof, accompanied by a dull life, year after year.