A series of sparse rainfall will bring the Mid-Autumn Festival near. I wonder if you have seen the lotus in full bloom? I remember you once said that the freshness of lotus seeds and the fragrance of osmanthus make you very happy, because it is related to the wish of the Mid-Autumn Festival and the sweetness of moon cakes and an ancient legend. I have noticed your thoughts, too. I always like to follow the ancient tradition in every Mid-Autumn Festival, which is cloudy or sunny, thick or light. I wash my hands and knead dough, collect all kinds of sweet fruits embedded in flour, add salary to this traditional festival, wrap all the joys and sorrows, bake a furnace of slightly sweet cakes for you and give them to you at the full moon. Please smile.
Long heart with the moon, sweet-scented osmanthus stuffing with rock sugar.
You can't walk out of a circle, just in the dense osmanthus, embedded with a full and round rock sugar, which blends with the sugar juice. Flour will be made into clothes, and the peony phoenix will have a watermark on it. Take rock sugar as the moon, osmanthus as the star, full of flowers, put it in the furnace and bake it slowly with slow fire. When the color reaches the warm color of Huang Ze, the sweetness slowly blooms, just like the exquisite thoughts at that time, scattered in the tenderness of sunny days, and every minute gives birth to many eternal interests and thoughts. When you open the yellow brocade shirt, you will see a star in Ming Che, fanning the round moon layer by layer, just like a long heart, warming the flashing thoughts, setting off the lust with the moon, tightly adhering to the fresh and tender cake and blending with it. For example, in this upcoming Mid-Autumn Festival, I will pinch a ball for you and light a bright moon in my hometown as my eyes. In a beautiful scene, even if there is a circle or a circle is missing, you can feel the inner fragrance with the moon, just like your unconscious overflowing memory.
Bean talks about sweetheart, jujube paste and red bean stuffing.
Jujube is like coral, crystal clear. It is said that red dates have magical beauty effects and can keep young forever. Therefore, the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching. Pick a bunch of red dates from Yan Ruyu, grind them into slightly sweet jujube paste for you, and mix them with red beans from the south. Under the agitation of the plain hand, it is slowly bonded and gradually lingering, without boundaries. The beauty of cardamom, like the greed when you are in love with your husband, is melted by a little sugar, which increases the entanglement between a little bit. Finally, under the light of fire, the color changed from innocence to gold, but the cake room was melted into indelible red, which warmed the fragrance in my heart. Make a bean cookie for you, lingering red dates, chew gently, moisten your teeth and leave fragrance; Clear red beans, swallow lightly, replenish qi and nourish blood. When tasting, the bean-flavored sweetheart is all embedded in the golden cake coat. Where the teeth fall, the fragrance of jujube and bean is surging between your lips and teeth. I have tasted the sweetness of red dates and red beans, and now I will give it to you and put it on your hand, so that you can once again crave the temptation of your childhood index finger.
Lotus is satisfied, and Mei Lian is full of heart.
Crush lotus seeds, expose them to warm air, press them into paste, knead them into balls with the interest of clay figurines as children, coat them with flour and egg liquid, embed two plums, and finally bake them into the shape of the moon in golden hot oil. Although wrapped in splendid clothes, it is still pure as lotus seeds and full of plum flavor. Lotus seed paste sandwiched between cakes was crushed willingly by lotus seeds, and plums embedded in lotus seed paste reflected bright sunshine. Like the half acre flower field we walked together in spring at that time, I walked towards the front that you may not see now with that gorgeous smile. Remember * * * eating plums, lotus root silk phase.
Even sticky and sweet. I remember when picking lotus seeds together, I twisted the silk into a chain and wrapped it around the old fiber wrist. Ni Qian, I met him a few years ago. Now grind the lotus plumule, lotus seeds and lotus seeds into mud and drink them in the middle of the cake. Missing is like plum blossom. When spread out, sweet and sour have been dissolved in moon cakes like wine. Such as the moonlight at midnight in the Mid-Autumn Festival, cleared the old grievances, and only Lotus Heart held hands.
Pray, in this quiet Mid-Autumn night, you and I laugh like a beautiful city in January, wandering around cleanly. We have a world of you and me, reaching out to each other, scooping up the fragrance of the bakery, and tasting our once sour, pious and then happy in the same beautiful moonlight.
Mingyue in another place
"Home is my hometown, and the moonlight at home is so bright! It is good ",which is the mission given to Moon by all wanderers. When the moon is full, people will reunite! For thousands of years, people have given the Mid-Autumn Festival infinite longing, and also added more thoughts to the wanderers in different places. ......
The moon in a foreign land lacks a memory and tenderness. Dusk, the night pulled down the curtains, a bright moon Ran Ran rose, so that the night is no longer lonely. Under the veil shrouded in mist, the moonlight is as clear as water, and Zhang Yuanyuan's face is shy and charming, hidden and vivid in the scattered clouds. Under the deep night sky, thousands of lights have been lit, which reflect each other with the twinkling stars and decorate the shallow autumn in the south.
With the deepening of the night, I am tired of rest and enjoy a person's world alone. I like to stand quietly on the balcony and enjoy the south China in the moonlight. Overlooking the shuttle between high-rise buildings, the unrestrained square dance is boiling among the buildings with the sound of music. Sometimes low, sometimes high music is introduced into the eardrum, which makes people happy. Watching the children chasing and running in the square, watching the old people whispering under the ancient banyan tree after dinner, and watching the noise in the swimming pool, a warm current poured out of their hearts, alleviating the fatigue of the day.
With the shallow moonlight, a new landscape in the community comes into view from a distance. On the branches of the ancient banyan tree, the red light of Mid-Autumn Festival has been hung high, revealing the humanization of business and the important inheritance of national festivals. In the surging crowd, strings of red lights, like clusters of jumping flames, jump in the cool moonlight, evoking too many thoughts. ......
The night is already deep. With the end of the last square dance, the crowd dispersed and the surrounding area returned to calm. Looking up at the sky, the moonlight is charming, whispering with the stars and clouds, telling the changes of seasons. Full Moon Qiu Si is admiring the moon, immersed in emotion and superimposed with her thoughts. The crowd dispersed, indicating that we will go our separate ways, and maybe we won't meet again tomorrow! The night at the moment is so quiet and cool, less noisy and more lonely.
Time is ruthless, and the most beautiful time is always wasted unconsciously. Autumn is coming, and winter is not far away, is it? The moon is full, can people really be together? Often in the full moon, a person alone, quietly feel the quiet beauty of the night. Looking at the direction of my hometown, mumbling. The moon is full, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming. Is the moon in my hometown also round? Is it the same clear and gentle? My thoughts are flying, I can't stop thinking about them, and my feelings are born. Looking at the full moon in the clouds, I sighed gently, and your beauty was desecrated by me. When people grow up, their mood will change! Nowadays, when you have leisure time, you can calm down and enjoy the moon. People are no longer the original people, and the month is not the month in your heart. Maybe you have been wandering in a foreign land for a long time! Maybe it's for the busy pace of life, so that I can enjoy the moonlight infinitely at this moment!
At this time, the moon in my hometown is so round and beautiful. Golden autumn is the most beautiful scenery in my hometown. The villagers went to the fields with autumn frost and went home with moonlight. Chunhua Qiushi is full of their harvest and hope, and their simple faces are always filled with smiles. In the moonlight and autumn colors, the sweat of several generations is blended, which condenses my deep affection for the land on which I live and condenses my bitter childhood. Love and the moon have been inseparable since ancient times. For the hope of a reunion, the moon has waited for thousands of years, but people are always changing, and the environment has lost its former appearance in the constant migration after people grow up. Now, the house is empty, people are scattered and scattered all over the world. For those who are waiting at home and wandering outside, the Mid-Autumn Festival has become a luxury for families to sit around and eat moon cakes.
Recalling the Mid-Autumn Festival as a child, I have unspeakable emotions in my heart. I remember every Mid-Autumn Festival, my father always goes to the market to buy some moon cakes. Although the family is short of money, he will squeeze out some money to satisfy his hunger. At that moment, my brothers and sisters will be delighted to wait for their father's assignment and have a happy holiday. Of course, when my father sent the moon cakes one by one, my happiness was satisfied, and the youngest one was also given the greatest "care". Moon cakes are round and people are reunited. When I was a child, I especially liked to eat moon cakes. I always greedily grabbed moon cakes with my brothers and sisters to specialize my position in the family. Today, every Mid-Autumn Festival, I still get calls from my brothers and sisters, "Did you eat moon cakes? When will you go home? Take care of yourself outside, don't be too tired, we look forward to your return. " That intimate remark touched a sensitive nerve. Every time I put down the phone, my eyes filled with tears and my heart ached. When I grow up, I am busy with my life, and my family is gradually alienated, without the warmth of the past. I bought a dazzling array of moon cakes and a bright full moon in the mall. Why can't I eat the original flavor? What is missing? Maybe I ate too much delicious food and didn't like moon cakes when the conditions were good? The moon cakes at home were piled up and spoiled, but I don't remember eating them. Maybe the moon cake I robbed is delicious and tastes different!
The full moon lacks a wandering road and is afraid of reunion. People change with the environment, things change, many memories become the past, many people become old friends, but those lingering thoughts are more sad. Am I old? How to start nostalgia? Old people, old photos, old years and old feelings are all so profound. Time is a record of a trip, emotion is an inexplicable emotion and a barometer of life. I always miss home, hometown, relatives, friends and the past during festivals, but I also drifted into yesterday's journey.
Longing for being together and being afraid of being together is even more difficult. Looking back on the time when I competed with my brothers and sisters for moon cakes, that childlike innocence and beauty will always be cherished in my heart and unforgettable. Do you eat moon cakes to satisfy your hunger? No, I think, I eat love, but the purpose is reunion! Years have passed, and the Mid-Autumn Festival has been with me for decades. Those old things have long been hourglasses, and there are few left!
Memory is the hourglass of time, which always leaves unforgettable things. After 40 years, I still miss the crazy uncle who lives in the east of the village. Every year when the Mid-Autumn Festival comes, he will always change his normal state, stop running, sit quietly at his door and wait for the dark to see the moon. When the moon rises, it is also the quietest moment for uncle. At that time, I didn't know the world. I often secretly hide near his broken wall and observe his every move with my little head. I think he knew I existed at that time, but he was as quiet as ever and was not disturbed by my appearance.
Looking at the round moon, he reached into his arms with his chapped hands, took out a hard moon cake, put it in front of his eyes, and studied it carefully, as if admiring the artwork. At this moment, I couldn't help laughing at him secretly, and I was a little disgusted with his black hands. I think, isn't it just a moon cake? Do you need to see it this way? However, he appreciates it himself and doesn't care about my real existence at all. After seeing enough for a long time, he sent the moon cakes with body temperature to his mouth full of stubble.
After licking the burnt skin with your tongue with relish, put it in your mouth and eat it slowly in small bites. Watching him chew slowly, I couldn't help laughing and disturbed his mood.
From time to time, he always stood up gently, smiled at me and staggered up to me. Reach out the hand that I am most afraid to see, reach into my arms again, take out a piece of moon cake with the same paste and slip it to me secretly, winking at me to hide and eat it so that no one can see it. However, when I was a child, I always stood in the same place stupidly, without thanking or refusing. I don't like it or feel sad, my expression is dull and I don't know how to be grateful. The moon cake he gave me didn't impress me at all. Watching him turn into the hospital with a smile, I was still puzzled, but I couldn't find the answer. What's wrong with uncle? Why does this happen in the Mid-Autumn Festival? Later, the villagers told me that my uncle was crazy because his wife died of illness and his daughter was far away from home. A person could not stand the blow of the departure of relatives and had a mental breakdown. In fact, for a madman, everyone is busy with his own business. After a long time, no one has time to ask his warmth and heart. Time has taught me a lot, and I have grown up slowly in countless Mid-Autumn nights. My uncle gradually hunched over and saw things in a blur, but every Mid-Autumn Festival, I still received moon cakes with my uncle's body temperature, which nourished my cherished childhood.
When people reach middle age, the days are getting thinner and the rings are getting longer and longer. With the maturity of my mind, I began to learn to think independently and interpret some doubts in my heart. After careful reflection, uncle's behavior is not weird, but out of an instinct of emotional desire. He enjoyed the moon because he longed for reunion, but his wife's departure and daughter's distant marriage made him powerless. The moon cake in his hand is his only wish for reunion.
However, things are impermanent, who can influence the departure of relatives? Now the pace of life is accelerating, and people's emotions are beginning to be indifferent. Parents have no time to ask questions, and they have completed filial piety with a phone call. Husband, wife, children, friends, a short message and a group of blessings passed the holiday. What does Mid-Autumn Festival give us? What is left is a beautiful memory, but what is swallowed is the bitterness of the soul.
I dare not celebrate the holidays, I am afraid of the holidays, and I am not happy during the holidays. There is only one kind of unspeakable sadness. Maybe it's the shadow left by my mother's unbearable disease? Or was it the blow from my father's lamp when it ran out of gas? Or did the sudden early death of my eldest sister make me feel the pain of separation? And my sister's scattered all over the world, missing, made me conflict with the word "reunion"? Let the heart fear? Perhaps everyone's life experience should be arranged by fate and cannot be changed. It is also a classic sentence of Su Shi's "Water Tune Song Tou"! "People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has ups and downs. This matter is old and difficult. I hope people will last long. " Only in this way can the emotions of the full moon be fully exerted!
A person walking in a metropolis with high-rise buildings, in order to live and better reflect his self-worth, is like a migratory bird constantly migrating and constantly giving up the opportunity to get together with relatives in his hometown. No matter how deep your feelings are, you are afraid of alienation, and no matter how close your heart is, you are afraid of parting. Time allows us to go from childhood, adolescence, youth, and even middle age, gather and disperse, and perform one after another to taste the various tastes of life.
The night is quiet, as if you can hear your own heartbeat. I am used to turning on my mobile phone and playing back the conversations of the students in the WeChat group, and my heart is warm. Twenty-five years of separation, twenty-five years of classmate friendship, although I have never met, I feel the innocence of that feeling. It is not easy to get together, so don't be separated easily. There are no other thoughts and interests involved together, just for a true and pure feeling, and we can leave the best memories for each other in our lifetime.
Twenty-five years, those innocent memories of childhood were sealed in the epitome of time and could not be bypassed.
When all the memories were picked up again, my heart was filled with emotion and my eyes were blurred. Once a partner, once a friend, you at the same table, that pure friendship is deeply buried in my heart and will never be forgotten.
At this moment, the past has vaguely emerged in my mind, and scenes have emerged in my mind! Lang Lang's reading sound, the laughter on campus, graduation photo's immature face and the appearance of parting at the intersection all make people go back to the past and can't walk out for a long time.
Once young, once ignorant, once youth, once the most beautiful and beautiful memories, together with a warm current superimposed in the heart of the sea, stirred up. Now, when we meet again, we are happy, but we have added more loss. Youth slipped away quietly, only the vicissitudes of life precipitated sincere feelings. I can't help but ask softly, friends, are you all right? It turns out that time has separated our distance, but it has never separated our hearts, because that emotional innocence has always been there and has grown in Micari for a long time, hasn't it?
Today, when we meet again, our hearts are full of gratitude. Thank you, remember me, remember the little girl who cried, remember our years together, and remember to give me a different Mid-Autumn Festival and a different southern moon as a gift!
The bright moon in other places lacks a real warmth. After living in a foreign land for a long time, I am like a dandelion seed. When the breeze blows, I will float away at the end of the world. The vast land, the bright moon in the sky, where is my root? Where is my home in my heart? Rooted and sprouted, scattered in the corner, and the desire to get together with relatives was blocked in Qianshan. Where are the loved ones in the past? What news did the bright moon full of my endless homesickness bring me? Love is far away, not far away, and warm. Month, eternal, calm and undisturbed, is also more beautiful than this season and autumn. With me, there is no joy, no luxury, only sighs and unspeakable sadness. ......
In the dead of night, in the starry sky of Leng Yue, the moon is flying in the sky chasing the footsteps of clouds, rendering the tranquility of this moment. An autumn wind swept the building and blew into a narrow space. Thin shoulders feel a little cold, and the wind blows long hair and moves in this southern autumn.
I still have no sleep tonight, looking up at the bright moon in a different place and sending my thoughts from afar. Looking far away, your hometown has your direction. Call gently from the bottom of my heart: my beloved relatives, my most concerned friends, will always miss each other, and there will be no distance between them. I hope that "the sea has changed, and the world is * * * at this time." When I miss you, you also invite the bright moon to send acacia. He is an old acquaintance, please remember for a lifetime, let the Mid-Autumn Moon witness this precious friendship and leave eternal memories!