I lived in a small village called "Cunziling" in Yangxi for a long time, and now I can clearly describe << Eighteen Bends of Mountain Road >> I went to primary school in a school not far from the village. Every day, I pass the winding path of an old man who comes back from "early ploughing" occasionally and is in rags. Trees were planted on both sides (in Yangxi dialect, it is actually a tree with thorns on its branches). Trees grow fast, but only after a flowering period will the people in the village cut down the trees, cut them together and dry them in the sun. Every flower is like a small white snowball. So when we were young, we went to school in the season when trees were blooming. After school, we always carry half a big schoolbag with open arms and rush forward, shouting "Snow, Snow, Snow ……" Maybe it's because it doesn't snow in southern cities! We always have an indescribable longing for snow.

Mid-Autumn Festival

Yangxi is a free town without too many constraints.

Today is the annual Mid-Autumn Festival, and the streets and alleys are broadcasting & gt, such a general tune; The street bid farewell to the past calm and became very lively. Inevitably, you will see couples walking hand in hand, children walking with various lanterns, and old couples walking with moon cakes and fruits.

At 23: 30, unconsciously, the night is already deep. The little tree fell asleep, and Mother Wind gently pushed its cradle. The bird fell asleep and stopped singing; The star has fallen asleep, so leave some space so as not to be called a child.

But colorful fireworks are still ringing, rainbow lights are still flashing in the dark, and people are still sitting on rattan chairs, fanning sunflower fans and tasting the leisurely taste.

"Well, the world has changed. Yangxi has become a sleepless day, "grandma said, drinking delicious milk tea."

"Grandma, aren't you also a night owl?" I said with a smile.

"Yes ... yes." There was a burst of laughter in front of the door

The night is getting darker and darker, but the alley still echoes with happy laughter. ......

mooncake

When I was a child, we always sat on the sand in front of the door with a piece of moon cake and asked my mother to divide it into many small pieces. You eat one of mine, I eat one of yours, and share the happiness of Mid-Autumn Festival. What about now? Since August, there have been several boxes of moon cakes in the refrigerator at home, so I take out a box to taste "fresh" in my spare time, so I always refuse the moon cakes of my host family when I visit during the Mid-Autumn Festival.

When I was a child, I always bought a box of lotus seed paste. We also prefer "Lian Rong" to "Wu Ren". I remember that my family's economy happened to be in the Mid-Autumn Festival that year. When my father was on a business trip, he specially received moon cakes from the famous "Pu Tao Ju Lian Xiang Lou Guangzhou Restaurant" .............................................................................

Alas, people are fickle.