In May, the morning wind came from the mountains, passed merlin, and brought a message from Ome to inform Cheyenne. A cool and cool thought rose from the bottom of my heart, and the past of green plums, the taste was tight, and it lingered.
Thinking of the woman who hid under the tree and sniffed the plum fragrance, cardamom was old, and her heart was gently thinking about a person. The man came to visit the house by chance, and in a panic he hurriedly avoided it, but he could not hold back the deer's heart, leaned behind the door, and quietly looked back.
The plum branch was hanging down by the fruit, and the green aroma gently entangled her steps, as if stopping here, not to peek at her sweetheart, but to smell the green plum fragrance. And the crimson of his cheeks, he had to blame the sun for being too strong.
The most revealing thing about Ome is that it is charming and disturbing. But summer prefers such a plot, the more hazy the bondage, the longer the inexplicable idleness. So in this year after year, the first sight of clarity, the thought of green, and the summer of green plum.
May was invited by Ome.
In the twilight of spring, it is getting longer and longer, butterflies fly, long poles tease the birds to chase, and I am surprised to feel that the green plums fall, like emeralds, like beans like water. The lingering rain was called by qingmei in the distance, and it was on the road.
Merlin was washed by the raindrops after thousands of kinds of green, so that thousands of purple and red flowers are willing to exchange colors with it, the two seasons of intentions alternate, the green of the green has a rich fragrance.
Plums with full juice hang on the branches and look at them silently. After a glimpse of hope, he awakened the misty eyes of summer with sour stubbornness, shook his body lazily, and aroused his vitality.
May's plum is green and stubborn, and will never be shaken by the three words and two words of the bright sun, like a teenager. The truth of this world is nothing more than those that have been said a thousand times, and I take advantage of the good times, and I don't turn my head back and run to the future.
May, awakened by the green plum, is also like a teenager, the morning is filled with fog, but the afternoon is like a hot summer, hiding in the room for a nap, when the sun has fallen, in the evening breeze, cool like mountain water.
The flowers that had been seen, the butterflies that had fluttered, and the birds that had been startled had escaped in the memory. It is such a temperamental May, the regret of the late spring is gradually eliminated, and it is also such a temperamental green plum, before the cicadas dry up, the water green and blue look at the summer.
The teenager is stubborn and full of bones, and it is time to walk in all directions, look at the different moons in each corner, and let the panic in his eyes turn into a determined dream.
It is also like green plum soaked in wine, how to meet without taming the sour and spicy wine, how to fight into a confidant, how to be willing to be smoothed by time, let the wine fragrance stain a fruit soul, let the plum drunk for a summer time.
In the summer, when the rain is sounding, sit on the side of the bamboo mat, spread the washed plums layer by layer in a wide-mouth bottle, and then pour the wine along the edge and fill the plum gaps.
Finally put the label on, wait slowly, wait for the rain to fall, wait for the rain to fall again, wait for the wine to be thicker, and then thicker.
When I was a child, I didn't understand that the fruity aroma and the bitterness of wine were layered on the tip of the tongue, and I needed to grow up a little, and the more lonely I was, the more I understood the comfort of a pot of plum wine.
The hero cooks wine, and the dark tide under the table is turbulent, and it is not pleasant. Brewing this pot of green plum wine alone, only Xiao xiao wanted to be like Mr. Dongpo, "the night is dustless, the moon is like silver, when the wine is poured, it must be full of ten", according to his own will, put a few pieces of ice in the cup, the entrance is cool, like the green that hung on the branches last year, like a vine growing in the body, the coolness in the throat, spreading around the body.
Plum is the needle of the sea god in a pot of turbid wine, and the plum wine makes this summer dissipate. How much more anticipation is needed? For a shower of rain, a glass of wine, a stream of clouds, do not be a hero, only be an idler.
If Qingmei is shy, just like a girl's heart, then carving mei is to carve this meandering heart into poetry.
"The little green plum on the fingertips, skillfully turned into a jade chrysanthemum orchid, honey impregnated delicious, suspected to be immortals falling into the world." In the merlin of Dali Eryuan, the wandering Bai maidens will pluck and wash the fresh and plump plums, and use a sharp knife to lightly carve patterns on the plums.
This pattern does not look like it at first glance, but after the carving of the plum, let go of the palm of the hand with a slight twist, you can press the pattern into a delicate plum cake, soak the plum cake in salt water to wash away the astringency, and finally put it into a clay pot, marinate it with sand-like brown sugar and clear honey for several months, and the plum cake is transparent and golden, like the heart of the White Maiden's gold.
The green plum carved by this Bai maiden, which is a necessary dowry for marriage, is placed in an exquisite candied box and sent out together with a shy heart.
There is a sentence in "Guofeng Zhaonan, Shu Youmei", "There are plums, in fact, seven Xi!" Pray for me, sir! It turns out that this sour and shy girl's heart, since ancient times, there are still echoes: plums have landed on the ground, there are still 70% left on the trees, my good man, do not delay time, life is so short, but if it is a waste of time, but it is too long.
When the love is strong, the girl may suddenly understand the past of the green plum. Concubines played with green plums on short walls, and jun rode a white horse to hang on Yang. The head of the wall immediately looked at each other, and when he saw the king, he broke his intestines. How are those wordless shyness conveyed to the eyes of the sweetheart by a plum? How can that desperate bravery be carefully cherished?
When the green plum is carved into a carved plum, the girl's heart that was once hidden in a greenery will eventually be properly placed.
Before I did not understand, why the distant ancients, can not wait for the plum to turn yellow and then pick, but when the plum is still green, they will brew plum wine, make plum dew, boil plum sauce, salted plum ... With this yingmei thing, race against time to retain the rich sourness.
Until one summer, I tasted a ripe yellow plum, the fruit aroma was plump, but there was no sourness and timid crispness of the plum, the plum was as faint as the celadon glaze, replaced by the docile duck yellow, and arranged together with other seasonal fruits, it seemed to have lost the most moving part of the personality.
Do not take advantage of the green plum to taste the boiled wine, to see the drizzle of cooked yellow plums. Green plums turn into yellow plums, and the faint vividness of early summer will be replaced by the vigorousness of summer in a flash. When the plum rainy season comes in a hurry and is lingering, I will always miss the green plum, miss its clarity and introversion, miss its sourness and stubbornness.
Thinking like this, I feel that the plum things in early summer can almost be as grand as possible, and if you miss it, it is like a plum debt in the summer, and your heart can not be at peace.
The plums are already twilight, and the screen window has been raining all night. The exquisite green plum is born from the rain of late spring and accompanies it through the hot and bitter summer, and the brewed plum wine, which is unsealed the following year, can only receive the answer that was not received last year.
Then you say, Ome... What words will be left for this early summer?
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