The taste of hometown

It's early in Qiu Lai this year. Before October, chestnuts have entered the picking season, and the whole of Wang Ping is immersed in the fragrance of chestnuts.

When the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, I invited several friends from my classmates to take a walk to Wang Ping Village and visit my home. By the way, let them personally experience the joyful scene of fruit farmers picking chestnuts.

Walking along the winding Longhu River, The clear river spouted and led us to sing all the way. The rising sun shone brightly on the sparkling river, and our mood was cheerful.

From a distance, chestnut trees were planted everywhere on river banks, fields, mountainsides and even in front of villagers' houses. Chestnut trees, with tall posture of poplars and swaying branches and leaves of orange trees. The uniform Wang Ping New Village is submerged in the green waves of chestnut trees. When you approach the chestnut forest, you will see that the trees are covered with round, prickly balls, some of which are green and some are green-yellow. At first glance, it seems as if thousands of small suns are hanging among the trees, emitting green and golden light. Mature chestnut fruit balls will crack a small mouth, revealing reddish-brown chestnut smiling at you! It seems to welcome you, dear guest.

When the autumn wind begins, the leaves will turn from green to yellow, and they will fall in succession, rushing to the embrace of Mother Earth with attachment, feeding chestnuts and looking forward to greater harvest in the coming year!

When our party came to the chestnut forest, we saw that the fruit farmers were busy beating the ripe fruit balls on the chestnut tree with long poles, and the fruit balls fell one after another, while the women and girls were picking them up with earth baskets and dustpans ... The same reddish-brown face was filled with a self-sufficient smile.

Seeing our arrival, the hospitable fruit farmers held out the best chestnuts and invited us to taste them. The reddish-brown shell is still wrapped in a light red fruit coat, and the fruit coat is gently torn open, revealing the yellow and white pulp. A unique fruity smell of chestnut strikes my face and is refreshing. I can't help taking a deep breath and chewing the pulp-fragrant, sweet, crisp and refreshing, with endless aftertaste. A kind old lady told us that chestnut can be eaten raw, fried and steamed, no matter how it is cooked, it is delicious. If you can add some shredded pork and sprinkle some ginger, garlic and chopped green onion, it will be more delicious, colorful and pleasing to the eye! If you don't listen to it, you can't help spitting ... The taste of hometown

Qiu Lai is early this year. Before October, chestnut has entered the picking season, and the whole of Wang Ping is immersed in the fragrance of chestnut.

When the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, I invited several classmates and friends to take a walk to Wang Ping Village to be my guests, and by the way, let them experience the joyful scene of fruit farmers picking and peeling chestnuts.

The clear river spouted and led us to sing all the way. The rising sun shone brightly on the sparkling river, and our mood was cheerful.

From a distance, chestnut trees were planted everywhere on river banks, fields, mountainsides and even in front of villagers' houses. Chestnut trees, with tall posture of poplars and swaying branches and leaves of orange trees. The uniform Wang Ping New Village is submerged in the green waves of chestnut trees. When you approach the chestnut forest, you will see that the trees are covered with round, prickly balls, some of which are green and some are green-yellow. At first glance, it seems as if thousands of small suns are hanging among the trees, emitting green and golden light. Mature chestnut fruit balls will crack a small mouth, revealing reddish-brown chestnut smiling at you! It seems to welcome you, dear guest.

When the autumn wind begins, the leaves will turn from green to yellow, and they will fall in succession, rushing to the embrace of Mother Earth with attachment, feeding chestnuts and looking forward to greater harvest in the coming year!

When our party came to the chestnut forest, we saw that the fruit farmers were busy beating the ripe fruit balls on the chestnut tree with long poles, and the fruit balls fell one after another, while the women and girls were picking them up with earth baskets and dustpans ... The same reddish-brown face was filled with a self-sufficient smile.

Seeing our arrival, the hospitable fruit farmers held out the best chestnuts and invited us to taste them. The reddish-brown shell is still wrapped in a light red fruit coat, and the fruit coat is gently torn open, revealing the yellow and white pulp. A unique fruity smell of chestnut strikes my face and is refreshing. I can't help taking a deep breath and chewing the pulp-fragrant, sweet, crisp and refreshing, with endless aftertaste. A kind old lady told us that chestnut can be eaten raw, fried and steamed, no matter how it is cooked, it is delicious. If you can add some shredded pork and sprinkle some ginger, garlic and chopped green onion, it will be more delicious, colorful and pleasing to the eye! If you don't listen to it, you can't help spitting ... The taste of hometown

Qiu Lai is early this year. Before October, chestnut has entered the picking season, and the whole of Wang Ping is immersed in the fragrance of chestnut.

When the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, I invited several classmates and friends to take a walk to Wang Ping Village to be my guests, and by the way, let them experience the joyful scene of fruit farmers picking and peeling chestnuts.

The clear river spouted and led us to sing all the way. The rising sun shone brightly on the sparkling river, and our mood was cheerful.

From a distance, chestnut trees were planted everywhere on river banks, fields, mountainsides and even in front of villagers' houses. Chestnut trees, with tall posture of poplars and swaying branches and leaves of orange trees. The uniform Wang Ping New Village is submerged in the green waves of chestnut trees. When you approach the chestnut forest, you see that the trees are covered with round, prickly balls, some are green, some are green and yellow, and at first glance, it seems that thousands of small suns are hanging among the trees, emitting green,