My vegetable garden is not taller than the trees but more fragrant than the flowers, and my vegetable garden is not grand but full of life. I love my vegetable garden, it's back garden paradise!
To the left of the entrance to the vegetable garden, there is a long piece of ginger beauty, dressed in green clothes and wearing flower clothes, like the army of the vegetable garden, standing on the border defense line of the garden. In front of them is a row of white and flawless radishes standing upright in green clothes, and they surround the perimeter of the vegetable garden, which is the boundary of the vegetable garden, and defend the soil of the back garden. In the innermost corner area are two rows of graceful taro. The green, brown taro leaves, swaying freely in the autumn wind, vigorous and powerful, guard the healthy growth of taro. There is a long corridor in the vegetable garden, which is a rookie station, a small bird, a caterpillar, a cricket, a grasshopper, often playing in the promenade, playing. High in the garden are three mounds of earth, black yurts. You see, smoke is rising from the top of a big mound! The smoke was like cooking smoke, and the beauty of the smoke was moving, like a white angel, and like Cinderella. It exudes a skillful smell, the smell of missing the past, and the smoke of the smoked air of smoked earth and tobacco, which is intriguing! The autumn wind rises, the smoke comes, and the smoke is ooze in the air from the ash pile, into the nasal cavity, and has been absent in my back garden for a long time.
In the vegetable garden, there are different shapes, rectangles, triangles, solitary shapes, points, horizontals, and maps, distributed in my vegetable garden. Inside the figure there are cabbage, carrots, wrinkled leaves of black cabbage, mustard greens, cabbage, etc. to form a beautiful pattern, that is the picture of the vegetable garden, that is the picture of nature. Whenever I walk to the edge of Jiang Meiren, occasionally rubbing the fan past, the aroma of Jiang Meiren comes to the nose, through the clothes, spreading the cheeks. The aroma travels through the vegetable garden, the aroma travels through the air, dissolving into nature.
The sky in early autumn is still dry and short of water, others carry water every day to supply, and the rookies in the back garden are like fish. But I didn't, and I expected my vegetable garden to be stronger and braver. It doesn't matter if life is bitter, life is tired and fearless, but my vegetable garden is full of life, and my back garden is self-improvement!
Yin Gui essay
October 27, 2021
Wednesday
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