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Where is the poem "The scent of acacia flowers comes to your dreams" from? Who wrote it?
The scent of acacia blossoms comes to you in your dreams, Liu Qingyin

The acacia tree is an extremely common tree in our area.

It's name has a "foreign" word, but the name does not match the reality, in fact, very "earth", earth out of the dregs. It does not choose to live on the ground, the village side of the Zhuangtou, ditch bottom slope, everywhere there is its body, as long as there is a piece of soil, even a little bit of soil, whether fertile or barren, it can flourish a pool of green. It does not pray for watering, does not require fertilizer, not to mention pruning, it does not ask for anyone, years and years of silence to hold on to the land under the feet. Its appearance is not good, the tree body is not too high, in the tall trees he is short, gnarled branches and trunks, rough bark, covered with thorns. He hardly had the opportunity to squeeze into the photographer's lens, there is no painter for its portrait, the literati never bothered to write about it, in short, it is an obscure ugly duckling-like role.

However, it is very great! Its greatness is manifested in a lifetime of dedication, no demand, selflessness is the core of its spirit.

Every spring, it is always active than the cicada wings and thin green leaves stretch as far as possible, trying to render the spring, flourish into a ditch full of mountains of green. Summer has not yet shown its head, it can not wait to flower buds full of branches, but also a little embarrassed, blushingly drooping flower spikes, the emerald jade like green in the white color, let a person intoxicated. And so the summer season, it is like hearing the call of duty, as if, all open petals, presenting a jade-like white, close to see, the open petals, both sides of the high cocked, the middle of a dark green vein, like a white butterfly perched in the middle of the green branches and leaves, you can simply feel them in the fluttering dance it! Looking far away, white flowers, full of eyes, verdant branches like a pile of snow pressure, brilliant and spectacular. Diligent bees buzzed and hovered among them, giving rise to infinite vitality. Moonlit night, you casually come to a place, there are a few frogs in the distance, under the feet of the soft soil under the singing of small insects, as singing the sound of sleep song, both ears are empty, that kind of serenity is now really a long time ago! Nearby an acacia tree like a heap of milky white cotton balls, you inhale hard, the overflowing aroma, immediately filled with each of your alveoli, so that your internal organs are bulging through the fragrance, ironed out, then you will find that "refreshing" the expression of this idiom is so pale.

There is an acacia tree on the side of my old house, older than me, when I remember, I think it was about as thick as a bowl, until it was cut down without much growth. In late spring and early summer, everyone was happiest picking the flowers of the acacia tree. We took a bamboo pole with a sickle tied to the top, hooked down its branches, because it has thorns, we are careful one by one to stroke the acacia flowers, a few times it was also a good pain in a good pain, which is probably considered to be a punishment for us to offend it. At this time often we can not care about the pain, stroke a hand directly into the mouth, well -, full of mouth flow fragrance, now I think that is really a feast on the fragrant teeth and cheeks of the matter, than the so-called mountain delicacies and sea food more flavor. A while, we stroke full basket, looking at the ground full of branches and bald crown, the heart is still a little bit intolerant, a vague feeling of anxiety can still be experienced, but in order to fill our hunger, we only in the heart to the acacia tree to apologize. With a basket full of acacia flowers, all the way, bees always follow, and we are like a triumphant general. Every time, the mother always smilingly took the basket, just a moment of work, a plate of fragrant fried acacia flowers on the up, really fragrant! Really delicious! Acacia flowers, can also be mixed with the noodles steamed to eat; encountered not eaten, steamed and dried, wrapped dumplings and buns are very tasty, in that hungry years, acacia flowers have saved our lives, she is still a big benefactor! Even today, it is still the elegant hall of pure natural pollution-free food, quite popular with the people's favor.

The acacia tree is strong, after we ransacked the canopy, a few days to restore the original shape, still flourishing, luxuriant growth.

This simple, extremely ordinary acacia tree, she has no desire, strong persistence, vitality, she is a generous giver, selfless dedication to their own green and even the body, even if it is life. She made me think of the migrant workers out to make a living brothers, thought of the vast rural plain and simple farmers, they are not like the acacia tree in a difficult environment to survive, selfless dedication to their own?

Lying in the county comfortable home, last night dreamed of the acacia tree, the tree full of acacia flowers, fragrant, woke up salivating!