Fanxing | Autumn Pressing Dams Pressing Branches

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After the autumn, every day I was looking forward to the red jujube, except for the children, it was a bird. If you compare the intensity of this desire, the birds should be more urgent. Because they stay on the trees more than the children looking up below the tree. Almost every branch of them lives, and every red dates are open.

At this time, the jujube tree in front of my hometown was definitely flying around. I suspect that the jujube trees planted by this father were specifically planted by birds because they eat the rest that belong to us. His father had already died, and he couldn't ask, so he had to tell his dissatisfaction to his mother, but his mother laughed and said, what is there, they can eat the small mouth, how much can they eat.

The bird's mouth is small, but the hottest and sweetest jujube on the top of the tree, the birds are pecking, it is still very angry. They are the testers who do not invite tap. Don't say, this tester is quite qualified. My grandmother always said that eating jujube to eat birds pecking, Bao Zeer is sweet. I ate it, and it was extremely sweet.

When the jujube is familiar, the agate red of a tree is hidden in the green leaves, like a painting, and it looks festive. Put a piece of plastic cloth on the ground, and then hold the bamboo pole, crackling for a while, pumpy, jujube falls like rain, and after a while, the ground is thick red. Mother usually fights jujube like this, simple and convenient, but some cooked jujube will be broken after being beaten. I do n’t do this. I ’m carrying the basket, put on the tree, standing on the branch, and I want to eat, which one, and one of the most popular.

But no matter how hard I work, I can't get those on the treetops. It belongs to the birds. They disagree with me and eat them. I raised my arms and frightened, and they flew away. It won't be long before they fell. In addition to the sparrows, these birds are the most "white head".

At this time, my mother was usually standing under the tree, looking at me nervously, shouting to be careful, and opened her arm, and she planned to catch me falling at any time. Until I ate enough jujube, picked the basket, put the basket down with a rope, and slipped down with the trunk, my mother was relieved.

The poet Ouyang Xiu said: The red jujube is overwhelmed by the autumn jujube and piled up to the Junjia Baiyu Pan. Red dates, white plates, it's delicious when looking at it. However, the mother didn't pay attention to it, but just used a scoop to scoop a scoop from the large tank, put the jujube in and washed it, and filtered the water to eat.

I have left home for so many years, and the jujube trees are still red every autumn. My mother beats down with a bamboo pole, holds it with scoop, and gives it to the neighbors with a scoop and a scoop. A few days ago, my mother called and said that this year's jujube was particularly popular, and it was about to be red, and there were more birds on the tree. I know that my mother said not just jujube and birds. The Mid -Autumn Festival, I should go home and take a look.

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