In my memory, the spring breeze is green and Jiang Nanan.

At that time, the first scenery of the water town should be flowers and plants. Rapeseed is naturally the protagonist of spring, but it hasn't appeared yet. Looking around the fields, you can see these short and thin grasses scattered in pieces. Before the large-scale use of chemical fertilizers, flowers and plants were the main way for production teams to "raise fields". The so-called ploughing is to let the soil rest for a season. It is often a land where rapeseed and barley have been planted continuously for two or three years, so this land can rest this winter and next spring. Flowers and plants, without deep roots and lush leaves, are short people who can't jump high, and no matter how high they are, they can't reach their knees. On the fifteenth day of the first month, children go to "burn seeds". Adults tell them not to trample on rapeseed, but they can play casually in the flowers and plants.

Flower plants, named Astragalus in Leguminosae, are biennial (perennial) herbs, which are interplanted in late rice fields in autumn as the base fertilizer of early rice, and are the most important winter green manure crops in rice fields in China. Before 1980s, most plants were planted in Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces, and fresh flowers and plants could be eaten, fried or made into soup. Cooking methods are the same as pumpkin seedlings and pea seedlings. Clear cooking is called "a touch of acacia". The dishes are delicious and refreshing, but you can't eat too much, which will lead to poisoning. According to news reports, there are still food markets in Shanghai and other big cities to buy, but in Pinghu, I have never seen a familiar figure of "them", let alone a flower. When the elders of flowers and plants die, they will produce red, white, purple and purple flowers, which attract bees and butterflies. They are terrible to eat, but they can be used as pig feed, so we Pinghu people call them Chinese milk vetch flowers and plants.

On the afternoon of March in spring, my sister said that she would take me to mow the grass in the field and wrapped a handful of salt in paper. When I asked what to do, my sister just smiled. At that time, the field belonged to the production team, and mowing could only be carried out on the ridge. When I cut flowers and plants, I saw no one around. My sister went into the field and stretched out her sickle. In the blink of an eye, she cut some tender flowers and leaves and held them in her hand. To my surprise, my sister has returned to her position, holding flowers and plants in her hand. Instead of putting them in a bamboo basket, she dug a hole in the ridge with a sickle. Sister, what are you doing? Sister has stuffed all the flowers and plants in her hand into the hole and pressed it down. Not enough. I crossed the field again and kept pressing. It's just filled with solids, and fine beads of sweat are coming out of my sister's forehead. As soon as he caught his breath, he took out a small paper bag from his trouser pocket, opened it and sprinkled salt on the flowers and plants in the hole. Do this well, and finally cover it with dirt and restore it to its original state. This is called "earth stewed flowers and plants", and my sister said, let's eat together in three days. At some point, she raised her forehead glued by sweat. My mouth is full.