When I was a child, I didn't appreciate any flowers. My father always told me that this is plum blossom and that is magnolia … but I don't like it except remembering some names. What I like is osmanthus.
Osmanthus trees look silly, unlike plum trees. When it doesn't bloom, it is full of leaves; When the flowers bloom, look carefully on the tree and look at those small flowers. But the fragrance of osmanthus is so charming.
My hometown is by the sea, and August is the typhoon season. As soon as the osmanthus blossoms, my mother began to worry: "Don't come to the typhoon!" " My mother walks in the front and back yard once a day and says, "As long as the typhoon doesn't come, I can collect several big baskets. Send a reed to the old Mao family man and a reed to the old Mao family woman. " They made a lot of cakes.
When osmanthus is in full bloom, there are at least a dozen neighbors before and after, not to mention the fragrance of osmanthus. Osmanthus fragrans should be "shaken" when it is ripe. The shaken osmanthus is intact and fresh. If you let it drive past and fall into the soil, especially if it is blown by the wind and rain, the fragrance will be much worse than that shaken down.
Shake flowers is a big deal for me. Therefore, I always pester my mother and ask, "Mom, why don't you shake the osmanthus?" Mother said, "It's still early. The flowers are too short to shake. "
But when my mother saw the dark clouds in the sky, she knew that a typhoon was coming, so she quickly asked everyone to shake osmanthus in advance. Now, I'm coke, helping adults hold osmanthus trees and shake them hard. Shake and shake, osmanthus flowers fall one after another, and everyone is osmanthus flowers. I shouted, "ah! Just like rain, what a sweet rain! "
After the osmanthus is shaken, the twigs are picked, dried in the sun for a few days, and placed in an iron box, which can be added to tea to make tea, and can also be made into cakes during the Chinese New Year. Throughout the year, the whole village is immersed in the fragrance of osmanthus.
My family came to Hangzhou when I was in middle school. There is a hill in Hangzhou, which is full of osmanthus trees. When the flowers bloom, the fragrance floats ten miles. In autumn, I often go there to enjoy osmanthus. When I go home, I always give my mother a big bag of osmanthus. But my mother said, "The osmanthus here is not as fragrant as the osmanthus in my hometown yard."
Then, I remembered the "Flower Shake Music" in my hometown childhood, and the osmanthus rain that poured down with a shake.