Jiangshan Prose Xiao Shu

Enter the summer vacation and enter the fiery hometown. The severe test sharpened our will. In every memorable season, write down warm words-preface.

In the hot summer, sneak into the northeast land at dawn. The sky is just a fish-belly grey, and the thick wind sneaks in with the window. The wind is not as cold as before, but brings hot air. Let people who are still sleeping feel the warm bathroom and sauna. ...

Being awakened by birds aroused a dark dream. This makes those guys who break other people's dreams very angry. They stand at the window and watch others knocking and chatting on the windowsill. At the moment, I don't care why they are arguing, why are they arguing in my window?

Those birds actually ignored my existence, and some even looked at me without fear. I stretched myself, and a few timid birds flapped their wings and flew away, leaving behind songs. A few others refused to leave, looking at the glass window as if enjoying themselves there.

The small trees in front of the window did not move in the morning light, as if they were still. Those Ye Er also faded and hung on the branches, lifeless. The weather was fine yesterday. I like the coolness of dawn, sitting in front of the computer and typing cold words. I don't want to knock today. I don't even have the desire to write. What stole my mood? What caused the insanity.

Looking at the dawn sky, it's a mess. Look back at the calendar. I woke up suddenly. Today is a little summer and the hottest start of the year. The summer heat opened the curtain, and the summer heat entered the dog days. More than a month's hot summer stands in front of us, like a mountain for us to climb, like a river for us to wade through, and more like a suffering for us to appreciate.

1)

Today is Saturday, July 7th, 20xx. Cloudy, the temperature is 2 1 to 32 degrees. Today is one of the 24 solar terms. The solar term "Little Summer" usually falls between July 7th and 8th every year, and the degree of the sun reaching the Yellow Meridian is 105. "Twenty-four solar terms" records: "June Festival ... summer is hot, hot, it is divided into size, small at the beginning of the month, big in the month, hot or small today." Summer heat is heat, and a little summer heat is a little heat. It shows that the hot summer is not the hottest time in this solar term, and it is not until the hot summer that it enters the peak of the whole year. At this time, the rainy season ended in the south and entered the rainy season in the north, especially in Shenyang in the northeast. It is really a solar term. Today's weather forecast says it will be cloudy in Shenyang, not rainy. The rain sang the music of nature noisily outside the window, which made the earth wet.

The high temperature of 32 degrees will bake the world like a steamer. Sitting at home, I feel sweat coming out of my sweat pores like mushrooms after rain.

Rain, singing for a while, seems to tell people: the heat is coming, the heat is coming.

The rain pours down and stops instantly, which is a sign of entering the heat and dog days. Geographically, Shenyang belongs to the northern temperate semi-humid continental climate affected by monsoon. The annual distribution of temperature and precipitation decreases from south to northeast and from southeast to northwest. There are four distinct seasons throughout the year. It's thirty degrees below zero when it's cold and thirty degrees above zero when it's hot. How does this fertile black land bear the temperature difference of 60 degrees? How do people here drink soju around the brazier and sweat on watermelons to spend the cold? Nature is magical, and it is legendary that human beings live well in such an environment, and sometimes they feel a little happiness, sweetness, warmth and happiness!

When you enter the summer heat, you enter the first stage. There is a saying in the north: jiaozi lies in the second rank, while pancakes spread eggs in the third rank. I wonder how many years and generations this tradition has lasted. In the farming era, the weather was hot in the early days, and greasy food made people lose their appetite, so light food was favored. Jiaozi can be stuffed with pumpkins or cucumbers? Pumpkin and cucumber are the lightest food and good food to cool off the heat. Eating digestible food makes people feel comfortable in the stomach and strong in the body, so that they can spend the hot summer like a steamer.

Today, I cooked a pot of sorghum rice and water instead of jiaozi. Sorghum rice is also a specialty in Northeast China, and the best sorghum rice was soaked the night before. The next day, wash it with water and cook it on the stove. Then repeatedly fished with cold water, and finally the rice grains were crystal clear and the water was clear and transparent. If it is served with potato and eggplant, it is authentic. Cool rice and delicious potatoes and eggplant will arouse your appetite. If it's not too spicy, you must enjoy Chili and green onion dipped in sauce oil.

Sitting in front of the computer, I have cooked sorghum rice and water, and potatoes and eggplant have been steamed in the pot. I feel happy at the thought of eating cold and refreshing food in a short time. Happiness is simple, just a delicious meal. That delicious meal is not necessarily chicken, duck and fish. Maybe simple tea and light rice will make you feel at ease and eat healthily.

The dog days are really like a child's face, which changes as soon as you say it. Just now, the heavy rain knocked on the window lattice, which confused the world and caught the travelers off guard. At the moment, the dark clouds are clearing away and the sun is coming out to take power. Is it because the sun is too enthusiastic to bake the wet earth more wet? At this time, cold air is needed to discharge the moist gas inside the earth from outside the earth. It's a pity that the wind is also hot air, which sweeps my cheek like a pair of hot little hands and massages me, trying to escape the heat, but now it seems that I can't do it. As the saying goes: peace of mind is natural and cool. Sitting in front of the computer, knocking on the words that calmed me down, my thoughts flew to the first day of the old year, which was a small summer day:

2)

It seems that I was still in primary school that year. Why is it so hot in summer in the mountain city? A city surrounded by mountains is like a sealed jar on an oven, which is baked with fire outside and smoked with distilled water inside. You can imagine what kind of suffering this is. Walking on the road like a frying pan, the paved asphalt seems to soften and stick to the sole. Every step is difficult, and the whole person is wilted by the sun. It seems that the sun has absorbed all the water in the body. Carrying a big schoolbag is like carrying a mountain. I stumbled on my way home and just finished the final exam. The teacher's words are still ringing in my ears: "Today is a sunny summer day, so we should eat jiaozi at home today. Whoever doesn't eat jiaozi should remember that today is the day to eat jiaozi. " The teacher said a lot about today's solar terms and eating habits. Perhaps because of the hot weather, he didn't remember a few words, but only remembered to go home to eat jiaozi.

When I was a child, was it rebellious or an appetite problem? I don't like jiaozi, especially jiaozi on a hot day. After listening to the teacher's words, I thought I must eat jiaozi tonight. Mother is a very traditional person. She followed the tradition step by step.

Walking in the shade is much better than before. The tree-lined path is a bit cool, and Ye Er, who was sunburned, used leaves to hold up a little coolness for people. Kobanawa on the roadside stood in the grass as lifeless as I did. The grass hung its head, as if it were too shy to look at passers-by.

When I finally walked into the house, my mother greeted me happily. She brought me a basin of water and put it in the yard. Then she took my schoolbag and said, today is the first day, and it is the beginning of a fever all year round. You have the problem of bitter summer, and you are afraid of the heat. After the exam, go out as little as possible in broad daylight to avoid heatstroke. Eating watermelon after washing your face can relieve the heat.

Mom said, put away my schoolbag and went to the kitchen to get busy.

I squatted on the ground to wash my face, and the cool water splashed on my face, which made me feel refreshed. I was bathed in light rain like an onion and immediately became a person. Stand in front of the mirror with a braid. I couldn't see the end of the world just now. This style is my mother's favorite. My mother doesn't like the way I walk with my schoolbag on my back in hot weather. She said, I am like frosted grass, withered.

Walking into the room, my mother handed me the cut watermelon. I took a bite. Watermelon is so sweet. Maybe it's because of thirst, maybe it hasn't rained for days, or maybe there is no fertilizer? Watermelons eaten so many times now are not as delicious and unforgettable as those eaten in that summer.

"Mom, today's watermelon is delicious. Where did you buy it? " I ate a piece to make my mouth free and asked my mother.

"I bought it in the market. It's said that it's dry this year and watermelons are delicious. You like to eat more, watermelon is not bad. " Mom saw that I like eating, and I was as happy as a child, urging me to eat more.

As a result, I couldn't stand the temptation of sweetness and ate a lot that day. Maybe I ate all the watermelons I've eaten all my life that day, and I don't like watermelons since then. I feel tasteless every time I eat them, let alone sweet.

Eat watermelon and have a good sleep. Sitting in a pile of watermelons, eating watermelons in my sleep and sitting in the shade, not to mention how happy I am. A cool breeze gently brushed my cheek, and a sweetness flowed into my heart along my mouth.

I wonder how long I slept. Suddenly woke up. I found my mother sitting next to me and fanning me with a cattail fan. I didn't feel happy at that time, but I felt justified. When I squinted and asked my mother: What's for dinner tonight? Mom said: Eat jiaozi.

"If I don't want to eat? You won't complain to the teacher, will you? " Pupils are psychologically more afraid of teachers than their parents.

"Silly girl, you must eat jiaozi today. Maybe you like it. What I do is all loofah, fragrant. " Mother put down the cattail leaf fan and went to the kitchen to cook jiaozi.

Mom, focus on children all your life. She has been married to me for many years, but she has a bad temper and is sometimes very strict with me, which makes me afraid of her. I didn't know my mother's love at that time, but I just felt obedient. Now I know that mother's love is the greatest love in the world. Mother's love can't be replaced by anyone, it is innate love.

At the dinner table, jiaozi was put in the water. I don't like jiaozi, so I pinched my nose and put one in the bowl, and then looked at my mother's face. Mother looked at me kindly, and her eyes seemed to say, eat, son! Jiaozi is delicious today.

I took a bite and suddenly felt a faint fragrance overflow my heart. Then jiaozi turned a circle in his mouth and slipped into his throat and stomach. Then I put the other one in my mouth ...

I don't know how much jiaozi I ate that day, but I have a feeling that I still want to eat when I am full.

In the evening, my mother told me that today's dumpling stuffing is loofah hanging everywhere next to the grape trellis in the yard. Look, he looks thin and long, just like you. Luffa doesn't like to eat too much to be thin, and you don't like to eat too much to be thin. Look how round the pumpkin is. It seems that every day is full. Hehe, silly girl, whatever you like and what you don't like will be healthy in the future.

I said to myself: no, eat more if you like, eat less or even not if you don't like it.

The devil in my heart always threatens me to go against my mother, so sometimes my mother is very sad when she doesn't like cooking.

Today, I suddenly changed my attitude and told my mother that I like to eat whatever you do. Jiaozi is really delicious today.

I am not that little girl now. My mother left me 20 years ago. Why do I want to write some words about Xiao Shu, but I am dragged by memories to the day when I have a mother? Some people say: when I was a child, I dreamed every day. When I reached a certain age, I only had memories. Well done!

3)

Since you want to recall, it is good to recall. Sitting in front of the computer, my thoughts are still flying freely. Suddenly flew in the educated youth era. ...

The summer solar terms of that year will be known on the ground. While catching my breath, several second-line members were discussing: Sister-in-law, what are you going home to eat tonight?

"Today is the first time. Of course, I went home to pack jiaozi."

"I also want to wrap jiaozi, but I haven't decided what stuffing I want yet?"

"What stuffing? Nothing is as delicious as loofah stuffing. It is light and fragrant, and our family loves it. "

"I want to make pumpkin stuffing, and pumpkin stuffing is also fragrant."

"I make cucumber stuffing, and cucumber stuffing is the best."

Hearing everyone's comments, I suddenly felt very at home. If you are out of town now, stay away from home. I'm sure I can eat jiaozi cooked by my mother tonight. I don't like jiaozi, and I suddenly thought of my mother's jiaozi that day. Thinking about the small yard in that small mountain city, the loofah in that small yard.

In the hot summer, I finished my day's work and went back to my youth. At this time, the chimney of the small village emitted plumes of smoke, and the thick jiaozi fragrance filled the dark sky.

It was sunny just now, but now it is cloudy, and then it rained cats and dogs. Run a few steps quickly and hide under the back window of a family. I heard someone say: Today is the summer solar term, and jiaozi should be included. But I'm in poor health, so I won't pack it today. I'll give you a bag when my mother is well.

"No, the somebody else is eating, it happened that I don't eat, I want to eat. Meowed ... "The child's crying went through the rain curtain and drifted into the distance.

I am angry at the child's ignorance. Just talking about why the godson forced his sick mother. People are not sensible when they are young. At that time, every time my mother asked Jiaozi to help herself, she would say something small and play a little temper. Now in the countryside, I can't play with my mother. In my imagination, the rain comes and goes quickly, like a child.

Avoid a rain and return to youth. At this time, the kitchen is ready for dinner, watching them cook lazily, thinking about waiting until everyone has played almost. At this time, my roommate said to me: Go quickly and improve the food today.

"What good meal?" I asked without interest.

"You will know when you go." My roommate didn't tell me what it was and went straight to dinner.

Step by step, I fetched water to wash, and after slapping, I took my time to go to the kitchen to cook. Lao Yang is in the kitchen. Give me a smiling face. This makes me feel happy. You can see her happy face when you go to the kitchen, which shows that today is very smooth. Otherwise, I don't know who caused the trouble again, which made Lao Yang very sad.

"Why did you come back so late? I left you some food. " Said Lao Yang gave me a dish, you see, it turned out to be braised pork. Although it is a little summer, it is too hot for people to eat, but in that era when there is no oil and water, it is simply a life for the gods to eat braised pork in the youth of cabbage soup.

"Improve the food today? Why is there meat? " I asked doubtfully.

"Today is the first time, everyone eats jiaozi. Educated youth point which can package jiaozi, you didn't come to package once. What a mess. Some people will eat, while others won't cry for their parents. I haven't eaten jiaozi all night, so I'd better forget about jiaozi. Leading cadres said,' There is no jiaozi today, so eat meat.' So there is meat to eat. "

"Eating meat is better than eating jiaozi, but it is still delicious." I looked at the meat in the lunch box, and the greedy bug had taken the bait.

Go back to the dormitory and meet the old educated youth. They looked at my lunch box and said, Lao Yang can also read food. Your meat is better than ours.

The educated youth point is like this. I don't know whether I have more or he has more. "But there is one thing," said Lao Yang, "for us." It must have been left behind. At least, she's thinking about us little girls.

This summer passed quietly, after dinner. After chatting with some little girls who slept together, I got into bed and met Duke Zhou. In my dream, I met my usual place, sat on a familiar rock, looked at the green grass and smelled the flowers. Suddenly there was melodious music in the distance, and a young man in white danced. He came to me and played a song "Mountain Flowing Water". I suddenly became confused and said to myself: I am not Zhong Ziqi, and he is not Yu Boya. Why do you play a song "Mountains and Rivers" that I don't understand? At this moment, all of a sudden, his piano music became passionate and had the potential to tear the sky. Just like the harmony between heaven and earth, it hurts my ears. I suddenly woke up when I tried to cover my ears. This is a dream!

Narrowing my eyes and thinking about the dream just now, a flash of lightning in the sky pierced the night sky. The deafening thunder woke the heavens and the earth, and the rain poured down. As if the milky way burst its banks, the rain pulled heaven and earth into the water curtain.

The wind hits the window lattice and the rain hits the eaves, confusing the world. At this time, I don't know that boy shouted: Don't sleep, the river is running.

That boy's voice is like a bomb, which explodes the silence of the night. Also let the word panic disturb everyone's heart, sitting in an opaque room, listening to the sound of the rushing rain, as if hearing the roaring sound of the river, as if seeing the amazing scene of the waves hitting the embankment. So I sat in a panic until the rain died down, and then I fell asleep in a daze.

That night, the river almost reached the shore. I don't know why I suddenly lost interest in the two banks and quickly retreated. I spent an unforgettable summer by a fluke. How many boys didn't sleep that summer? They approached the window and witnessed the fluctuation of the river.

Many years later, on a day like today, I suddenly remembered the past of my childhood. The past is like smoke, submerged in the years. However, some things still remain in some people's memories. It has become an unforgettable eternal and indelible mark.

It was a faint summer day, and it was sunny after the rain because of memories. The clear sky has no trace of the rain just now, and its enthusiasm has swallowed up everything that happened before. Like youth, it is fleeting in the long river of life. Recalling the past only leaves a little scratch in my heart, and my face is old without any shadow of youth.

The days are still the same. Every summer, whether you like it or not, it still comes and goes, and it comes and goes. She tossed us around several times and changed our appearance. What is constant is that time is constant and nature is constant.

I haven't eaten sorghum rice or water. My mind is like a galloping wild horse, runaway on the Yuan Ye of my mind. ...