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Qingwei | Li Jun: Apricot blossom spring rain

Apricot blossoms spring rain

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There is an apricot tree in my yard, which was transplanted from another place by my parents after they got married.

Father said: Peach three apricots and four pears for five years, jujube trees sold for money that year. This means that the apricot tree blossoms and bears fruit in four years, benefits earlier, and enters the full fruit period in five years.

When I can remember, the almond tree was already tall and tall, and the wheat was full of fruit. Like a burly father, full of spirits.

The apricot blossoms are pink and white, like yarn, like dreams, like fog, fragrant and fragrant, refreshing.

Apricot blossoms have the characteristics of discoloration, when the buds are ready to be released, the flowers are bright red, and with the extension of the petals, the color gradually turns from thick to light, and when it falls, it becomes a snow white.

Qingwei | Li Jun: Apricot blossom spring rain

Apricots sprout in the spring, and gradually wither at the end of spring, withering both the infinite scenery of brilliant splendor and the pathos of withering and emptyness. Different people have different life encounters, and their associative feelings about the apricot blossoms are not the same: some people feel the warmth and warmth of the apricot blossoms in the drifting of the trip, some people find the hazy grayness of the apricot blossoms in the pity, some people lament the loneliness and desolation of the apricot blossoms after experiencing ups and downs, and some people lament the desolation of the apricot blossoms when they miss each other and leave...

In early April, as the apricot blossoms wither. The apricot trees are dotted with green apricots, and the harvest is in sight, and then the green apricots hang high on the branches. Apricots have two highs of growth, the first in early May and the second in July, but weaker than the previous one.

Qingwei | Li Jun: Apricot blossom spring rain

The breeze blows, and the green apricots are like holding the branches of the trees and swinging on the swing, which is very gratifying. At the time of the wheat harvest, the apricots ripened, and in the distance, the trees were golden.

Fruit trees are divided into large and small years, more than a year, and one year less. The apricot tree in my yard grew very well, the bowl mouth was thick, the main trunk was very straight, the branches were separated, and the side was oblique, and it looked slightly like a mushroom in the distance, more like a flower folding umbrella. Every time she bears fruit, the knot is full, as if pleasing to people, but the next year she seems to be a little tired, not knotted, and the next year she is full of a tree of yellow apricots.

Qingwei | Li Jun: Apricot blossom spring rain

The almond tree brought me a lot of joy. When the east wind blows, the apricot blossoms are first budded, flowing red dyeing, more plum rhymes, the smoke is charming, and when the spring is more and more like spring, it is really "red apricot branches spring", it is really "a tree with a flavor, a day with a weather". Slowly, the red fluttering apricot tree faded, but it was pale, making people think about it. Before you know it, the flowers have bloomed, and the apricots are waving their branches, and they are dotted with greenery. Before you know it, the apricots begin to paint yellow and red and begin to ripen.

You can climb the almond tree, without waiting for the apricots to ripen, and taste one in advance, and the pleasure of ascending is greater than the pain of sourness. There is sticky glue on the trees that can be scraped down to catch cicadas.

The apricots ripened, shook the almond trees, and fell on the wheat grass on the ground. Nor does it need to be washed, the wind only fell, the cleanest, sweetest apricot is the most beautiful fruit of childhood.

Apricots will also be sent to the two sides of the door, and everyone will taste them together. It is not that they are afraid of being stolen, the almond tree is in the yard, the spring color of the garden cannot be closed, and a red apricot branch comes out of the wall. Picking apricots is not stealing.

When our family was eating breakfast in the pot house, the neighbor quietly stood on a stool and climbed up the earthen wall from the courtyard next to the door, and he could pick it at his fingertips. Our family did not find out, after he got his hand, he came to our house to "surrender", our family laughed, and everyone ate apricots together.

After the apricots are eaten, we collect the apricot cores, mainly for games, playing a game of "walking sheep's nest", which is very mathematical.

The second is to smash the almonds to sell. Smash open the apricot core, peel out the almonds, dry them, you can get to the supply and marketing cooperatives to sell, accumulated a lot, as if it has not been sold once.

We have been raising sows for ten years. In the summer, every evening, my father brushed the cut potato vine bare-chested under the almond tree for feeding the pigs.

In 1992, my father left us due to illness. In 1997, the brothers raised funds to build a bungalow for their hometown, the foundation of the house was shifted forward, and the almond tree was in the corner of the house, which was in the way and had to be cut off. But the trunk opened the board and opened the door and used it on the house. Almond tree life is still there. Just like human organ donation, life continues elsewhere.

I remember that in "The Legend of the Wolf in Zhongshan", the wolf and Dongguo asked the "Three Elders" together, one of which was an apricot tree. A loud roar in the tree made a sound, saying: I am an almond tree, and when the old farmer planted me, he only cost a core. After one year of flowering, another year of fruit, three years as thick as a palm, ten years of thick hugs, to this day, twenty years. The old peasant eats me, the old farmer's wife and children eat me, up to the guests, down to the servants, all eat me. Still selling me in the market for profit. I have a great credit to the old farmer. Now that I am old, I cannot bear the fruit, and I provoke the old farmer to be angry, cutting down my branches, cutting out my branches, and selling me to carpenters for money. alas! Rotten wood, old age, but it is not enough to avoid the killing of axes and chisels. Fables are allegories of the world.

Now, like many people's homes, there has been no one living in their hometown. In the yard, there are persimmon trees and cherry trees planted by the mother, which is considered to be the peer of the apricot tree. "Cherries are delicious trees are ugly". Look, it is the meaning of "guard", it is not easy to guard, some people use old mosquito nets to cover, otherwise the cherries are birds with snacks. Mother protects birds, not afraid of birds eating cherries and eating persimmons. When we were young, she didn't destroy the swallow nest for us, and now there are swallow nests under the eaves of the flat house. There are bird eggs in the rape field in the yard in the early summer, and the mother reminds us not to let the five-year-old grandson know, worried that he will "trick the trouble". In autumn, red lantern-like persimmons hang from the branches, like a radiant eighty-year-old mother. The eldest brother's family has a lift, brought from Huaiyin, used to pick persimmons, and the whole family gathers, which is regarded as the family's "persimmon festival". Mother chanted, persimmon trees, like the almond trees of the year, Ken fruit, that was planted when we first separated.

Qingwei | Li Jun: Apricot blossom spring rain

Earlier, there were four screens on the wall of the hometown, which were titled: Shochiku Meishi Han Sanyou, Tao Li Xing Chunfeng Family. Choosing the world's talents and teaching them is the joy of life. People call the school "apricot altar", we all have three teachers - our husband and wife, and our sister Li Mei, can also be regarded as "education home", is it the nourishment of apricots?!

Touching the door panel of the apricot tree, I remembered my father's words: peach three apricots and four pears for five years; I remembered my father, who was as big and energetic as an apricot tree; I remembered the scene of him cutting the potato vine hard under the apricot tree with his bare body.

"During the Qingming Festival, it rains a lot, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls." Asking where the restaurant was, the shepherd boy pointed to the apricot blossom village. "The faint red apricot branches and the ancient wine flag that flutters with the wind evoke a lot of enthusiasm and warmth in the hearts of the pedestrians!" Red apricots out of the forest, pink like Xiaxia, far away, look forward to the heartbeat. A wandering heart was temporarily settled in the small hotel by the red apricot forest, and a warm current suddenly surged in the hearts of pedestrians - a gentle joy, a faint relief.

Although the apricot tree is no longer there, the apricot blossom spring rain is still in the heart.

Qingwei | Li Jun: Apricot blossom spring rain

Li Jun, born in 1969, male, from Siyang, Jiangsu Province, was nominated for the 4th "100 Positive Energy Role Models on the Internet" in China, the winner of the first Pingyao "Qingfeng Zhengqi" Original Micro Film Award in Pingyao, a student of the 9th and 10th New Social Class Representatives of the United Front Work Department of Jiangsu Province, a student of Chongqing University, the vice president of the Suqian Alumni Association of Yancheng Normal University, and the general manager of Suqian Tang and Song Culture and Media Co., Ltd. Excellent guidance teacher of Jiangsu Province "Middle School Students and Society" Essay Competition, First Prize Winner of Jiangsu High School Students Composition Competition, "Excellent Guidance Teacher", Advanced Individual in the Use of High School Language Experimental Textbooks in Jiangsu Province, Excellent Guidance Teacher of Jiangsu Province Online Reading Competition. In 2000, he won the National Education Institute Newspaper Reportage Award, and in 2012, he won the National Novel Selection Award. In 2013, there was a collection of essays "Change".

From huaiyin language

Editor: Ma Xuemin

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