The small mountain village where I lived as a child was so poor that it became our long-term hope to eat the last meal and a hearty meal. Under such circumstances, I, who am not familiar with the world, not only realized the hardships brought by poverty, but also realized the reverie brought by expectation. I didn't understand some things until now in retrospect. In fact, poverty has its bitterness; Poverty, happiness accompanies poverty!
In poor rural areas, there are not many charming scenery. More often, what you can see at a glance is the lonely and deserted field. The old man with his back to the loess always has a sad face every day. Although I don't know what this means when I am young, I understand that there is a little helplessness and sadness in my silent eyes.
Such a situation, what a word "worry"!
However, in such an environment, I am ignorant and the same age, but I found a sense of comfort and a holy land of joy in the boring days!
Although there are no tall trees and colorful flowers and plants in the mountains around my hometown, there is a plant with strong vitality that grows with great tenacity and stubbornness year after year. It's bitter clove! In the northeast, shrubs can be seen everywhere. In addition, most of these plants are distributed on both sides of city streets and parks. It has moved from the depths of the mountains to the bustling cities, bringing long-lost greenery and fragrance to the scenes lacking fresh life.
In my carefree childhood, I went to Shan Ye to chase and play almost every day, looking for happiness, happiness and laughter in the mountains without amusement parks. And bitter lilac, in my childhood memory, left a shadow that can never be erased.
This shrub is extremely important. Whether in the bare rock crevice or on the barren hillside with only a thin layer of soil, it will grow a sunny desire with a gorgeous posture.
He is not tall, with thin branches and dark green leaves. In inaccessible Shan Ye, bitter lilacs seem to stand out from the crowd because there are not many tall trees!
In order to absorb the meager nutrition in the barren land, the roots of lilacs are deeply rooted, and they will spread freely underground. Where its roots extend, it will arch out some green shoots at a casual moment in spring, showing the world the indomitable struggle of life. Even if the trunk of a bitter clove is cut off, or even the roots are cut off, you can't "cut the grass and get rid of the roots." The remaining roots will never lose their desire for life. As long as there is enough sunshine, air and rain, it will certainly give birth to new life under the hardened land, and it will become stronger and stronger. It really has the momentum of "wildfire never goes out, spring breeze blows high".
It is precisely because of this extremely tenacious vitality that in those poor years and barren Shan Ye, the bitter lilac showed a character and style that other plants did not have, so that inadvertently, its brothers and sisters have covered the hillside and are constantly expanding their fields. The original bare mountain, because of the dress of bitter lilac, presents a rare green hope and longing.
Every May, Chun Qing is full of spring flowers and flowers. At this time, bitter lilacs also followed the change of solar terms, and opened a small lilac. A small petal embraced each other and became a charming flower.
The bitter clove tastes strange. A gust of wind blows, which not only makes you smell the fragrance of spring, but also makes you taste a little bitterness. Perhaps this clever plant is telling us a broad and simple truth: without bitterness, there is no sweetness!
At this time, we don't need to walk into the mountains, just sit in our own yard and enjoy the sweet fragrance brought by the breeze. This fragrance spreads all over the country, giving people a feeling of being in a fairyland, which is refreshing.
And industrious bees will chase flowers, stop on the stamens and suck the rare sweetness; Dancing butterflies will linger in the flowers in pairs, and their dancing wings will spread into enduring fairy tales; Twittering birds don't want to miss this wonderful time, flying around in Shan Ye, chanting deep love.
Sometimes, my friends and I will climb to the top of the mountain along the winding path in the mountains. Sitting on the rocks at the top of the mountain, looking at the small villages surrounded by mountains and the lilacs everywhere, it seems to be in a fairyland and intoxicated.
Occasionally, we will fold a few lilacs in bud, take them home, take out a small bottle, fill it with a little well water, put the folded flowers in the bottle, and then quietly watch its splendor and suck its fragrance. Maybe only for a day or two, lilacs will bloom brightly in the room like crazy, and the room is full of sweet and bitter taste.
In summer, lilac leaves are full of vitality. Everywhere, the wine has poured into its dark green, as if to drown the poor mountain village in the green ocean. In the sunny and warm noon, the leaves of lilacs give off bright light. If you stare for a few seconds, your eyes will sting.
Especially after a rain, the lilac leaves reveal the long-lost freshness and the spirituality of the mountain in the crystal. And the water drops on the leaves are round like tears shed unintentionally by heaven, recording the unforgettable past in the hinterland. With a gentle stroke of the hand, a string of water drops rolled down, infiltrating and moistening the soil below, bringing a little hope to the vast land.
The leaves of lilacs are surprisingly bitter. If you accidentally put a small leaf in your mouth, the pain is unbearable and will last for a day or two before it goes away. What is even more frightening is that if you accidentally drop a leaf of bitter clove into the pot when cooking, the rice will be cooked in vain and bitter.
On the hillside where lilacs grow wantonly, we also have unexpected delicacies. Especially in July and August, if there is enough rain, in the arms of a bitter clove, there are all kinds of mushrooms, and with the sunrise arching out of the ground, slowly open the small umbrella.
We picked straw mushrooms and shiitake mushrooms the most. Strange to say, in the world of bitter lilacs, mushrooms grow in different places from other places. After countless times of picking, we found a secret, that is, where there are the most mushrooms, the soil presents a special black color, and it will form a circle regardless of size. Only in or around this circle can you find more mushrooms, especially shiitake mushrooms. There will be a little in other places, but the number is very small. At that time, we called this kind of circle mushroom circle.
Every day at dawn, our friends each carry a basket and go deep into the bitter clove to find mushrooms that can improve a meal. Inexperienced people run around and finally can't pick out a few. And experienced people will secretly bypass their friends and come to the mushroom circle to search carefully. If you are lucky, you can pick a big basket of mushrooms in an hour or two, and the unspeakable joy will fill your childish face. When I get home, I will also win the approval of my parents.
When it rains, mushrooms will spring up like mushrooms, with an amazing number. Mushrooms are very big. I once picked a mushroom, which can be said to be quite big, with a diameter of about 40 cm, like a round pot cover. Moreover, this kind of mushroom is not red and black like the one sold in the market now, but snow-white and shines under the sunlight. Even if it is far away, the discerning person can see its existence at a glance.
This kind of white mushroom tastes surprisingly good. Maybe it has a special taste. It never gives birth to bugs. No matter where the temperature drops, you don't have to worry about annoying flies to make trouble. At that time, if this mushroom was sold in the market, it would cost more than 20 yuan a catty, which is also an amazing price compared with now!
The mushrooms we picked from the depths of bitter lilacs were stewed and eaten by some family members, adding a few pieces of pork at a time, which tasted indescribable beauty! Some of them were dried in the sun or sold in the market, which brought me a lot of pocket money at that time. There is also a part, as a precious gift, for distinguished guests. When guests get mushrooms, they will be very excited, because few of them know that this amazing delicacy still grows in the mountains!
My parents gave away the mushrooms I picked several times, which made my heart ache! This is because I have regarded it as the most beautiful food to improve my diet!
When I was a child, I was so poor that I used a small mushroom as my pet!
Now every time I think of the bitter lilac and the mushrooms growing under it when I was a child, I feel a lot of life. Unforgettable childhood scenery, because I deeply understand that poverty is also a kind of wealth, let me know that I will never forget this in the stormy and muddy journey! Bitterness is also a kind of sweetness, which makes me know how to cherish it in hard struggle!
In fact, why not! In life, there is sweetness in bitterness and bitterness in sweetness. Only when you really taste it can you understand the true meaning of fate!
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