It's another year when the acacia flowers are fragrant. In May in my hometown, locust flowers bloom. The white, crystalline locust flowers, like the braids woven by snowflakes, hung all over the branches.
Flowers, strings, clusters, open, open so noble, so elegant, so white and flawless. The gentle blowing of the wind is really a flower, and the fragrance of the breeze is refreshing.
This is a childhood memory. Every May, it moves into the heart. When I think about it now, my eyes are wet. I always think of my mother picking locust flowers and making sweet and delicious locust flowers for us.
That day, I talked on the phone with my brother about the fragrance of locust flowers in May. Brother said: His shuttle bus pulled the students of the middle school examination to the small town to take the physical education class, just passed near the community where I lived, and brought me some locust flowers from my hometown.
Yesterday I steamed steamed buns, there are flower rolls, small steamed buns, vegetable buns, of course, the sweetest is the locust flowers.
Acacia flowers are baked for the first time I have done it. Only the mother's method is remembered. First clean the unflowing locust flowers, drain the water, start the pot to burn the oil, pour the flour and spices after the oil is hot, stir evenly, turn off the heat, the flour is not cooked, stir well with the locust flowers, and steam again.
In about twenty minutes, the steaming locust flowers are cooked. Untie the lid of the pot, a strong aroma of locust flowers comes to the face, refreshing the heart... A room full of acacia flowers. Eat in the mouth, sweet in the heart.
Yes! The acacia flowers are light and elegant, and they are a gift of heaven for ornamentation and food. In may, when the locust flowers are brilliant, I feel as if I have returned to my hometown full of dreams.
The intoxicating aroma attracts bees, attracts butterflies, buzzing and dancing, the busy figure of the beekeeper, you can go to their tent to buy fresh honey.
Since I can remember, my parents have given me sweets to eat, which is a physical need! Honey is also my favorite. After eating honey for more than forty years, my favorite is locust nectar.
I remember when I was young, I liked to climb to the hillside to see the locust flower forest. The locust flowers that spread over the mountains are white and dotted with branches, and the light and elegant fragrance fills the four fields. It seems to be scattered, but orderly. It seems to be the same, but each has its own rhyme.
The whole village, in front of and behind the house. A sea of gold. Like a sea of clouds churning, surging under one's feet, people often can't remember whether they are in heaven or on earth.
May acacia flowers are fragrant. In my hometown, the acacia flowers are like snow, and the fragrance and acacia flowers are intoxicating!