Walking after dinner is very happy, a few girlfriends, cheek to cheek, along the village side of the clean cement road to the western slope, beyond the road walking the old man child, leaving behind the flowers of wheat, forget the convergence of oil rape, even the poplar tree leaves holla greetings also do not pay attention to the sound. Walked up the slope, the view all of a sudden open up, we slowed down the pace of progress, in the cheeky banter in the release of life's depression and pressure. Unconsciously walked to Jialing village, this is a very poetic village, the concrete road running east to west, the road north of a row of homes, the road south of the roof of the house is not as high as the foundation of the road, in the road a foot on the people's houses. A river south of this village, the river bank is very wide, planted with trees, the village miscellaneous trees a lot of spring wind blowing, peach blossoms red, tung flowers purple, the morning came to see a land of tung flowers, elegantly and idly scattered on the roadside, people in front of the fence, vegetable fields ...... just walked to the edge of the village, a thick sweet fragrance of the flowers came, I Inhaling the nose, exclaimed "acacia flowers bloomed", companions laughed "Oops, early open, you just know ah." I tilted my head in the direction of the fragrance of the flowers, I can not see the acacia flowers, but saw the top of the tree that round of the moon, the moon mischievous with the breeze in the treetops between the jumps. Such a night, I know I can not see hidden in the green leaves like jade like snow in the acacia flowers, but the thick sweet acacia flower fragrance is very intoxicated. I suddenly want to spread the hair barefoot walking, let yourself in the light of the moon, thick sweet acacia fragrance intoxicated indulgence!

It's been a long time since I've had this wonderful feeling, and I'm honored to have encountered the scent of acacia blossoms, like an old friend I haven't seen in years. I know, acacia flowers bloom every year, just with the growth of age, the heart in the old, the taste in the picky, the sense of smell in the sluggish. Although living in the countryside, but rarely have the leisure to pay attention to these old friends who accompanied them through their childhood years.

When I was a child, day after day looking forward to the acacia flowers open, from the green acacia wheat began to stroke to eat, has been eating to the acacia blossom open defeat, such as jade like snow acacia flowers put in the mouth, slowly eat, laugh softly, when the acacia flowers were our delicate not, is the people table rice bowl of delicious. The time has changed, nowadays the acacia flowers since the opening of the fall, even I was subjected to this acacia flowers grace of the people, but also rarely pay attention to when they open, when to end.

Walking back, dissolving the moonlight, light wheat, to a wind, a wisp of sweet sweet thick acacia fragrance will be surrounded by us. Such a night, the companions of the sound of laughter with the wind, and the fragrance of acacia flowers entwined together, I quietly think about the heart, thought of a lot of things about the acacia flowers, thought of grandmother's acacia flowers steamed vegetables, thought of a small child and his friends climbed up the rough acacia tree, raw sweet acacia flowers, thought of my father to do the ditch of the brick billet, beckoning halfway up the slope of the "purple acacia flower I really know that the acacia flowers bloom, you can casually follow the direction of the breeze to find the acacia fragrance, think of childhood really did not feel the taste of the acacia flowers so rich and sweet it? At that time, the acacia flowers are used to hunger, devouring, which have the mood to look at the color of the flowers slowly smell flowers, then again, not waiting for the acacia flowers open strong incense, it became our mouth food in the stomach.

Now life is good, when those who are regarded as our baby acacia flowers completely without the fear of being artificially aborted, they are according to their own wishes, open the most beautiful posture, floating out of the most rich and sweetest 'incense, let the bees and butterflies dance, brewed the sweetest acacia nectar.

Walking on the concrete road in the countryside, the soul melts into the depths of the spring, dissolving moonlight, the wind drifts to the thick and thin acacia fragrance, the mind is surrounded by memories and romance. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty. The childhood memories are so beautiful, even if it's hard to remember, the deepest part of the memory is still the happiness and beauty of the heart.

The beautiful moonlit night, no longer for the people running for food and clothing, but also still complaining about the dissatisfaction of life, including me, many times on the tediousness of life and monotony to produce disgust, artificially to the dust of the mind. Tonight, hidden in the moonlight depths of the acacia flowers to the unique fragrance to remind me: appropriate to slow down the pace of life, with a grateful heart to discover the beauty of life, from time to time to accept the baptism of nature, with a valuable heart of a child, can be so, is the happy people. Thinking like this, the soul all of a sudden drunk, drunk in the depths of the moon, drunk in the thick sweet acacia flower fragrance ......