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When I was a child, every late spring and early summer, I liked to hold my father's gentle hand, follow him to the wheat field to see the growth of wheat, admire the green show of wheat ears, taste the fragrance of wheat flowers, and learn to sing my father's own nursery rhymes: "The valley rains, the wheat seedlings laugh, and the green ears are high and the wheat flowers are fluttering." The wheat flower is white, the wheat flower is yellow, and the wheat flower is fragrant..."
He smiled and told me, "Look at the wheat flowers, but if you go up and smell them, can you smell the aroma of the big white steamed buns and the big cakes?" "I brought my little face close to the green ears of wheat, took a deep breath, and the sweet aroma of the wisps of wheat rice went straight into my lungs...
Wheat blossoms are the flowers of winter wheat, which generally bloom when the wheat is in full bloom. The flower trade wind represented by the second season of the Qingming Festival is the wheat flower that is called "lightening and fine" and "ten thousand acres of snow light". On the node of the small spikes of wheat turquoise, it blooms several small flower spikes with fine fragments, white with a little yellow, like a shiny embroidery needle, and the breeze blows lightly, sending a faint fragrance.
Wheat flowers are not only small, the flowering period is also very short, each small flower blooms for about ten minutes to half an hour, and the whole flowering period is only three or four days, which is the shortest lifespan of the crop flowers.
On the endless wheat field of the hometown, small wheat flowers bloom quietly, blooming a small freshness and opening up a bright poetic feeling. The great tang dynasty poet Du Fu composed a poem "For Agriculture" when he was living in Chengdu Caotang, a poem cloud:
Outside the smoke and dust in Jinli, there are eight or nine homes in Gangchon.
Round lotus floating leaflets, fine wheat falling light flowers.
At a time when the flames are raging and the sky is everywhere, how rare it is to find this quiet place beyond the smoke and dust! There are eight or nine families scattered along the river, the round lotus in the pond reveals small leaves, and the wheat flowers in the wheat fields are light and emit a faint fragrance. Fan Chengda, a pastoral poet of the Southern Song Dynasty, wrote in "Four Hours of Pastoral Miscellaneous":
Plum golden apricot fat, wheat blossom snow white cauliflower thin.
When the wheat is in bloom, the rape flowers have withered, producing long green pods, apricots are green, plums are yellow, and snow-white wheat flowers are connected, which is a good idyllic scenery. The Southern Song Dynasty poet Wang Mai saw the countryside scenery in the late spring and couldn't help but praise:
When the mulberry is ripe, the dove calls the rain, and the wheat flowers are yellow and the swallows turn the wind.
At the turn of spring and summer, the mulberry fruit is red, attracting the dove birds to fly, cooing, cooing, do they want to summon a happy rain? Yellow and white wheat flowers flutter on a sea of wheat, and the little swallow gently cuts the lavender and the wind, cutting out a charming late spring scene.
Walking on the country road with the rushing waves of wheat, gently smelling the faint fragrance of wheat flowers, the poet's mood is comfortable and pleasant, and the steps are particularly brisk.
Fan Chengda of the Southern Song Dynasty wrote in "Early Summer":
A thousand feet of clear silk pulls shao light, and a hundred tongues silent swallows are busy.
The shadow of the acacia at the head of the eternal day house is dark, and the smell of wheat flowers in the micro fan.
The long summer is coming, the tens of millions of willows on the river bank seem to retain the beautiful spring light, and the amorous hundred-tongued birds and small swallows also fly up and down, lingering. In the small courtyard, the old locust branches are dense and leafy, shading the cool side, and the breeze is like a small fan, sending the aroma of wheat flowers, which is pleasant.
The late Song and early Yuan dynasty writer Dai Biaoyuan gathered with his neighbors, and the nostalgia in the fragrance of wheat flowers intoxicated him, and he groaned:
Ten hundred langs join the house mountain, wheat flowers light cabbage flower spots.
Like jade, a pole of wheat surrounds the old house, and the pale white wheat flowers and mottled cauliflowers make a curtain of dreams fragrant.
Liu Congyi, a poet of the Jin Dynasty, drank at a friend's house in Beiyuan and couldn't help but sigh:
The feast sat on the red day and night, and the bamboo shoots returned to the road with the fragrance of wheat flowers.
Unconsciously, the red sun was sinking, and the poet rode in a bamboo palanquin and walked on the path of wheat flowers, and his body and mind had never been so comfortable.
In the Jiaqing and Daoguang years of the Qing Dynasty, the talented woman Huang Wanhuan went out to relax in the late spring, and felt it:
It's cold and warm in late spring. Plum beans are small, mai hua yan.
Wind combs The willows are even in a village. Distant smoke.
The late spring climate is changeable, cold and warm, and the poet has not seen enough rural scenery along the way. The plum forest is shady, the green plum is like a bean, small and pleasant. Outside the car window is a large wheat field, wheat flowers like snow, wheat flowers wafting fragrance, into the heart. The breeze is gentle, combing the green weeping willows, all the way to the small village in the smoke... What a fresh and bright picture of the countryside in late spring!
Although the wheat flower is small and inconspicuous, what makes people most touching and intoxicated is not only the fresh poetry of the wheat flower, but more importantly, the wheat flower breeds maturity, breeds hope, and brings people the joy of harvest. The late Song and early Yuan poet Dong Sigao wrote a poem "Mai Hua", which has a sentence:
Lighten the fine and refined, not to mention the two branches of the Green Ying show.
Ten thousand acres of snow smoke summer, one day green waves in autumn.
The thin and weak wheat flowers danced softly, and the delicate and lovely style was more than one branch or two branches, they were like small snowflakes, blooming on the wheat fields like green waves, and will eventually give birth to golden harvest fruits. The poem concludes:
There are real prayers to induce the oyster, and the day long village does not raise eyebrows.
This means that after harvesting wheat, it can be made into various meals, and the peasants do not have to frown and worry.
Qing Shengzu Ai XinJue Luo. Xuan Ye composed a poem "Qingming Mai Xiu", which reads:
Before and after the Qingming Dynasty, the wheat flowers are fragrant, and the wilderness is full of flowers.
It is necessary to recognize that autumn is a dense spring rain, and the village across the creek drinks the slanting sun.
The Kangxi Emperor attached great importance to agricultural production, and often inspected agricultural affairs to understand the cultivation and harvest of farmers. This was a trip to the countryside on the occasion of the wheat harvesting the Yang flowers in the Qingming Dynasty, and his horse team marched in the spectacular wheat field, at this time, the wheat flowers were like snow, the wheat was fragrant, Kangxi thought of the grain harvest, looking forward to the spring rain that nurtured the harvest, as the mood of the emperor was undoubtedly joyful, so he had to stop in the village across a stream to rest and drink the sunset.
As the saying goes: "Peony flowers are empty, and wheat flowers are slightly solid." ”
Yes, although the wheat flower is small, it has bred hundreds of millions of plump grains of wheat, filling our tall granaries. "With grain in your hands, you don't panic in your heart." With wheat and rice, we can walk down to the ground, the wind under our feet, and move towards the future, we have infinite strength and unlimited yearning!
-Author-
Liu Qirui, male, a native of Tancheng, Shandong, a veteran literature lover, published the essay collection "The Song of that year", "Nostalgia is a Curved Blue Moon" and the short story collection "Hedong Hexi".