Autumn whispers translated by Zhang Bao

Last night the waiter brought celery tossed with cheese to the table, and I immediately realized that summer was gone. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoYes, the signs of autumn are becoming clearer, and the ripe autumn leaves, glowing in the cold morning air, trembling slightly in the twilight mist. But neither the early morning autumn colors nor the late mist will come home sooner than I do. There are also cool mornings in July, and the dry leaves always fall throughout the year, but only the first celery crop begins to flourish at the end of summer.

I know that autumn doesn't last long. I even said in April that winter would come soon. However, it seems that something magical could happen, and summer passes month after month, and then the golden time of the year arrives as scheduled. Celery grows with the seasons, and they arrived with last night's autumn.

Celery is fresh and green, which is the true color of autumn and October. It was so green and fresh, like a new rain after a summer day. Take a bite and you'll be savvy and delicious. And the product is of high quality and high color. It is said that eating celery is good for the skin, and there is no doubt that celery should be on top of the list in this regard. After the summer heat, the skin is prone to freckles, and people need to get rid of these small bumps on the skin. And celery has become the most suitable food in our hands.

A week ago, I was mourning the passing of summer. But I was able to endure the wait for eight months until May. It is futile to console yourself with the idea that you can do more work in the winter and not have to be distracted by the cricket pitch and country houses. And the idea of saying to yourself that you can wake up later in the morning in the winter is just as futile. Even the thought of the pipes in front of the fire after breakfast sends chills to me. But now, I suddenly became at peace with autumn. I know that there is an end to good things. And the splendor of summer has lasted long enough. This morning I had the autumn chill, this morning I had falling leaves, and this morning I said to myself, "Ah, we're going to have celery for lunch." ”

Keats said, "The fog is deep and the fruit is ripe." "And when it comes to celery, you don't need to say much, but you need to include the blessings of autumn. And so we haven't mentioned its precious roots. What a low-level choice for apples, grapes, nuts and zucchini, he mentions! Because apples and grapes aren't on the market for just one month, they're everywhere and everywhere. Zucchini doesn't seem to have a very strict season. As for nuts, it's not, as our national anthem says, "In May we begin to harvest nuts." The fog is deep and the celery is ripe, but it is natural. How about a small piece of butter, some cheese tossed with celery, and a piece of bread?

The crisp stalks of celery are wrapped in layers, and they are as white as newborn babies, but the taste is so sweet and refreshing. It's like the last dish in a meal with a strict procedure, so we can just run the celery pole. It's easier to ask for a celery pole than a cigar. It's more convenient for you to eat celery poles in a London inn or pub than at home. Yes, you can eat it alone, because it is indeed the kind of food that is suitable for one person to eat on his own. But in a company, you can't afford not to take into account the wishes of others. Celery is not a food that can be shared with others. You can ask for a celery in a country inn alone, and if you're smart you should be careful not to let other travelers into your room, and learn from the lessons of others. One day at noon, I was eating alone in a hotel restaurant, eating cheese and celery.

Another traveler also came in for lunch. I didn't talk to him because I was eating cheese and celery. He came from the other end of the table to get the cheese. It's nothing, because the cheese is communal. But he came again to get celery, and it was what I wanted. It's stupid. How do you think a person can do this? In the end, I had to give up the sweetest and most tender celery stalks, and lose the joyful and tempting taste of the meal. Watching that plate of celery being snatched away by a stranger made me really angry. Although the man later realized and apologized to me. But what's the point of apologizing in this case? It's not without merit. It at least taught me how to guard against it.

I can face winter with a calm heart, but I've forgotten what I really like. I've always been worried that the winter damps are terrible and that the dreary time is only for professional football. And now, I can see the fresh and bright sky. Long and pleasant evenings with a pleasant firelight. There are still many good things to do in winter. Life will be fine. The end of summer is not the end of the world. It's October now, waiter, some more celery. (To be continued.) )