I went to the bank to do business today and walked to the small flower bed at the door dozens of meters outside. The first thing that caught my eye and the most eye-catching thing were the two branches that were full of fruits and had begun to turn red. Pomegranate tree.
Autumn is crisp, the sky is blue and the clouds are white, and pomegranate is red again.
The flower language of pomegranate flowers means mature beauty, wealth and prosperity. I like its flower language, but I like the red color of pomegranate flowers even more.
The red color of pomegranate flowers is charming, but not gaudy or vulgar. It is a unique color that cannot be imitated or copied.
This poem by Han Yu best expresses the scene in May when pomegranate flowers are in full bloom in street flower beds and parks.
At that time, I got up early for a run and saw the pomegranate flowers blooming in the park. I had to stop and look at them for a while every time.
The little bees kept flying back and forth between the flowers, collecting nectar.
The dots of pomegranate red blooming on the branches, as well as the pomegranate fruits scattered on the branches, often give people the illusion that this is the best art in the world.
When I was a child, there was no seasonal fruit at home. The only thing I looked forward to was the season when the pomegranate trees planted in the yard and on both sides of the door matured.
Bright red pomegranates are hanging on the branches. Some grinned as if they were greeting you. Some have several fruits on a handle, vying to show off their beautiful figures.
Pomegranate Thousand Sons are in the same film, and the pomegranate seeds are tightly together without any discomfort. The old man regards it as a symbol of descendants, and some people also regard it as a symbol of beautiful love.
No matter how you say it, it is true that when you see pomegranates, you think of a better life.
Each fruit is red, sweet and sour when eaten.
I like to eat it in handfuls, including those pomegranate seeds. Because it is so fragrant, it would be really boring if you just chew the pomegranate juice and spit out the pomegranate seeds.
Just like life, there are ups and downs, bitterness, spicy and salty. If you just think about sweetness, it is impossible, and life will not only be sweet.
In the shadow of the graceful trees, the pomegranates were smiling heartily, as if there was some happy event.
Pomegranate trees are very easy to survive. Sometimes they can survive just by pressing a branch. It is also particularly easy to bear fruit. Sometimes a small tree can only be seen full of fruits, hung one by one like red lanterns.
When ripe, take one and break it open. The red pomegranate seeds are like rubies, tightly close together, which makes people like it unconsciously. Take a bite, it's sour and sweet, and the juice will soak into your heart.
In the golden autumn season, cutting ripe pomegranates one by one with scissors and giving them to neighbors, relatives and friends to taste together is the best memory of childhood.
Sometimes parents tie pomegranates with strings and hang them on the wall so that they can be kept until winter without rotting. Although the pomegranate seeds have lost their original moisture, they are still very beautiful.
In the era of advanced technology, some people don’t even know the real ripening season of pomegranates, because they can eat pomegranates kept fresh in cold storage at any time. However, that is not the true taste deep in my memory.
What stays in my heart, that touch of sourness and sweetness, that touch of pomegranate red, is the most beautiful scenery and the most beautiful memory.