When I was in elementary school, one of my classmates was from the south, and he seemed to be from Jiangsu. She said that her grandfather was a wealthy local man, and that her grandfather had planted a lot of ginkgo trees, which were worth a lot of money. I have always kept this in my heart, imagining what the ginkgo tree looks like and when will I see it.
At that time, I didn't have a computer at home, and I didn't have Baidu. The ginkgo tree has been a puzzle in my mind for a long time. One day, I saw a pill box at my neighbor's Grandpa Zhang's house with the words "Ginkgo Biloba Extract Tablets" written on it. I stared at the pill box, my eyes widened, "Grandpa Zhang, Grandpa Zhang, what does this ginkgo biloba extract tablet do?"
Grandpa Zhang said, "It's for nourishing the cranial nerves, are you interested in this?"
"I'm only interested in ginkgo biloba!"
Since then, I have become more curious about ginkgo trees. It turns out that the tree is indeed precious, and even the leaves can be made into medicine, so it can be seen that the whole body is full of treasures!
When I got home, I told my mother about the ginkgo tree, and my mother said that there are many avenues in Beijing, and the next time I go to your aunt's house, I will show it to you. My mother also said that it takes more than 20 years for a ginkgo tree to bear fruit from planting to fruit, and it takes 40 years for a large number of trees to bear fruit, so it also has another name, called "Gongsun Tree", which means that grandparents can plant the tree and grandchildren can see the fruit. I immediately thought of the "ginseng fruit" in "Journey to the West", there really is such a tree, maybe the ginkgo fruit is the real version of the ginseng fruit.
One year, my mother took me to Beijing to visit my relatives, and it was the golden autumn of October, and I often saw trees full of golden leaves on the avenues of Beijing.
"What kind of tree is this?" I asked.
"This is the ginkgo tree!" replied the mother.
"Is this the ginkgo tree? Wow! I finally see the true face of Lushan!"
I happily jumped under a tall ginkgo tree and wrapped my arms around it, but it was too thick to wrap around, and I guess it was at least a few decades old. Its leaves are thin, like a lace-encrusted fan. Its color is light yellow or dark yellow, so bright yellow, so pure, under the light of the sun, it emits a colorful light, just like the sun shining on the water sparkling, very beautiful. The breeze blows, and the leaves flutter and fall in two, like two butterflies flapping their wings and dancing.
I bent down, picked up a leaf, put it on the palm of my hand, moved it to the tip of my nose and smelled it again, a faint fragrance entered my heart, this leaf carried how much I loved. I carefully put it in my pocket, wanting to go home and tuck it into a book as a good memory.
I suddenly found that in the dense foliage there were still yellow and clear fruits, some of them sat majestically on the branches, and some of them shy replied, "I still hold the pipa and half cover my face...... I don't want to just look at it from afar, I want to get up close and personal with it. I looked east and west on the ground, and a light yellowish fruit came into my eyes by the bushes beside the big tree. I ran over and picked it up, the skin was a little soft, and it was a little wrinkled, it shouldn't have just fallen off, it was the size of a small red date. I pulled out a tissue, wrapped it up and put it in my other pocket.
After viewing the ginkgo tree, my mother took me to visit the museum, and when I went through the security check, the young lady said, "What's in your pocket?" I timidly didn't speak, and with some embarrassment, I took out the ginkgo fruit and spread it in the palm of my hand, and the young lady smiled, "Let's go over!", I also smiled and put the ginkgo back in my pocket.
Over the years, the ginkgo tree has been very common, and the ginkgo leaf and ginkgo fruit have disappeared, but whenever I see the ginkgo tree, it is like seeing an old friend who has not been seen for a long time, and my heart always feels warm.
About author:Li Wanli, a native of Wuhai, Inner Mongolia, loves literature and calligraphy, and often has works published in Wuhai Daily.