In the south, there is no shortage of green all year round, and in our north, green is the most scarce color in winter.
The north wind is the footstep of winter. The north wind is angry, the cold wind is biting, and the temperature drops exceptionally fast this winter, so that the green leaves of the willow locust tree sycamore tree are too late to turn yellow before they are frozen by a night of blizzards, all in the branches, and they are powerless in the cold wind. As for the countryside, everywhere was a withered yellow, gray like faded old photographs, frozen as if a gesture to keep a winter. Unless there is a heavy snowfall, the color can be changed once.
When I was young, my mother would always teach us to plant garlic in the pot in the winter, also called garlic green. My mother is a rough-skinned person, but she is never ambiguous about growing garlic. Leading the three of us brothers and sisters to carefully select a broken and discarded porcelain washbasin, filling it with half a pot of soil and mixing it with firewood ash, it is equivalent to fertilizing. Then pour water into it until the ash and soil are combined into a thin mud and the garlic can be planted. Garlic should be broken into one clove and one clove, which is more economical. With the tip of the bud facing upwards, insert the end of the long root whisker into the soil, and insert one-half of the garlic cloves into the soil, and plant a pot closely next to each other.
The planted garlic should be placed indoors to get the sun or warm next to the stove, and water once every three or five days, the warmer the home and the faster the garlic seedlings grow. With the kung fu of the moon, the garlic seedlings can grow to the height of the palm, green and oily, but the spirit! In the cold wind and snow outside the window, the small stove in the house is red, the kettle is hot, and there is such a pot of vigorous green plants, which makes people can't help but sigh the beauty of life and the tenacity of vitality.
Usually, this garlic green is used to green the home. But if an important relative or guest comes, it will be used to make ingredients, sour soup noodles sprinkled with a handful of chopped garlic sprouts, the attractive color and fragrant garlic flavor will often make people can't help but eat two more bowls of noodles. As for the garlic stir-fried meat, garlic cucumber, that is not to mention.
Growing garlic in winter has become an integral part of my memory. Now the conditions are good, the top corners of the window sill cabinets at home are lined with green plants such as orchid green lotus money tree four seasons fruit, but I have a special love for planting garlic green. Every winter, I plant it with Dabao Erbao. It's much easier to grow garlic now than before. No more digging and mud, disposable paper cups can solve all problems. Garlic does not need to be broken open by cloves, the whole grunt is tied up with a thread, the paper cup is filled with water, the garlic sits on the water, and in a few days it will take root and sprout. Of course, the garlic seedlings that grow out are also reluctant to stir-fry under the wine, just as a bonsai, as the fruits of the child's labor, so put on the table, watering, look at it, the mood is also beautiful.
Life is infinite from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue looks similar every year. A generation has a generation's memory, and they will pass it on from generation to generation in the same way. It's like looking at my mom and finding her more and more like my grandmother, the meals she cooks, the usual colloquialisms, the way she thinks about problems. I myself am the same, when I was a child, I was afraid of my mother's temper before I listened to her words, and then I thought that I had grown up, and I was not convinced of my mother's one hundred and twenty, and I was not accustomed to all kinds of things, I was not used to her temper and scolding, and I was not used to her strength and big package. But now, I find that I am becoming more and more like my mother, all the sufferings are borne by myself, I can't finish my heart, and even the dishes I love to eat are the same as those of my mother. These are the imprints that have been heard and rooted in the bones since childhood, and the longer the time goes on, the more they will be clearly revealed.
Arcadio's stout willfulness and Aureliano's weakness and firmness in "One Hundred Years of Solitude" are still clearly inherited after a hundred years and as many as seventeen generations, and this unique "lonely" temperament is always influencing generations of "people in the play" and outsiders, and "one hundred years of loneliness" has become "One Hundred Years of Solitude". It can be seen how important the imprint of childhood is for a person or even a family.
Therefore, as a parent, you must leave your children with something that can be remembered forever, from honesty and trustworthiness, optimism and friendliness, to a pot of garlic in winter.