It's late autumn, the sun is shining, and the goose-yellow osmanthus flowers dot the whole forest, and the stars are dotted with this green like a sky full of stars. A gust of autumn wind swept by, and the osmanthus flowers fell to the ground, which was a pity.
As I looked at these osmanthus flowers that had fallen to the ground, I remembered a young woman picking osmanthus flowers on the top of the mountain on Mount Hui, and she took a transparent glass bottle and put the osmanthus flowers under the bosom into the bottle. She kept picking at several osmanthus trees on the top of the hill, and in a few moments she filled most of the bottles. I was full of doubts about her actions, so I went up to her and asked, "What is the use of you picking osmanthus flowers?" ”
"I want to make osmanthus tea, and the taste of osmanthus tea is very wonderful!" When she finished, she smiled at me and went down the hill.
When I got home, I also wanted to pick osmanthus flowers to make osmanthus tea. So I took advantage of the evening walk to pick osmanthus flowers, and after picking them, I prepared to make osmanthus tea.
At night, the two of us went out for a walk and walked to a corner along the river, where the fragrance of osmanthus flowers was particularly strong, and the faint fragrance drifted through time and space and the whole city of Wuxi, and the dark incense floated and took a picture.
This fragrance reminds me of the past, when I was young, my grandmother often took me to play in a family in a neighboring village, where there were many osmanthus trees, and every late autumn, the whole yard was immersed in the fragrance of osmanthus flowers. The osmanthus sauce made by the owner of the house was particularly delicious. At that time, I liked the cold water in the osmanthus sauce the most, and while sitting in the courtyard reading a book, I savored the sweet and sour, fragrant and elegant taste. When I think of these wonderful pasts, my heart will feel a little pain. My wife understood my mood very well, so she reminded me to pick a little osmanthus and make osmanthus Pu'er tea. Then we went to the osmanthus tree and smelled the flowers, especially fragrant, just as the feelings between us were as deep. The two of us picked some osmanthus flowers and prepared to go back to make osmanthus Pu'er tea.
When she returned home, her wife immediately washed the osmanthus flowers with tap water, and then put them in the oven to dry the water. When I made tea tomorrow, I put it in a three-to-one ratio, and the taste of osmanthus flowers was almost non-existent.
So I went to read another article of Lin Qingxuan's osmanthus tea, in which he wrote: Osmanthus flowers cannot be dried, and once they are dried, the aroma will fly away, and must be placed in the tea pot in a ratio of three to one with fresh osmanthus flowers. Tea leaves have both taste absorption and affinity. Tea leaves and osmanthus flowers are placed in tea pots, the tea leaves will absorb the fragrance of osmanthus flowers, osmanthus flowers will naturally dry out, after a few days, open up, fragrant.
Now that cold air sweeps across Gangnam, the temperature will drop to single digits. Osmanthus flowers have landed, and this year's plan to prepare fresh osmanthus Pu'er tea has been souped. So I had to wait until the next year to fulfill my wish.
I really envy Mr. Lin Qingxuan for having such a good leading wife. When he opened the jar full of osmanthus tea, the fragrance of the osmanthus flower leaked out without concealment. He drank the last osmanthus flowers of the Mid-Autumn Festival with the oolong of early spring this year, and the osmanthus oolong is not only a delicious tea, but also a delicate and warm. The osmanthus flowers floating on the surface of the pot seem to be alive, so crystalline, so bright.
Here I think that drinking osmanthus pu'er tea must be very delicious, this tea contains people's mood, and there is a more fragrant friendship between people than osmanthus tea. In this world, there are many people vying for fame and profit, but these people are too busy with these things to find happiness in the things around them.
I looked out the window at the rain and thought that autumn had passed, and I didn't have to hang on to the osmanthus flowers. Therefore, I think that next year's osmanthus flowers will be as fragrant as this year, and the people I will meet next year will be better than this year.
Wei Guofeng
2021.11.09