If you want to say where Nong Tianyi's cognition of osmanthus came from, I am afraid that he has long been unable to recall, and only vaguely remembers that he did not know osmanthus when he was a child.

Nong Tianyi once read a short article about "osmanthus rain", which even became an obsession, shaking osmanthus flowers, making flower tea, and making cakes, which directly taught people to dream of it.

Later, when he grew up, he went all the way to the south, and he could often smell a sweet taste in autumn, and he felt as if he had seen it in a dream in his hometown, and there was a sense of intimacy that could not be said, until it was associated with osmanthus, which turned out to be the fragrance of osmanthus for a long time. Home in Jingshan is naturally common, and a lot of cinnamon is planted in front of the house and behind the house, which not only adds some fragrance, but also adds some "luxury".

This spring, on the hillside behind the new house in the West Lake, he took a walk in his spare time, and as soon as he entered it, he found the osmanthus tree on the hillside, and since then, he has been waiting for autumn, just like waiting for an old man, waiting for the time when the osmanthus flowers bloom and the osmanthus fragrance floats a little earlier.

As the saying goes, "the fragrance of osmanthus comes in August", and the eighth month of the lunar calendar is also called "laurel moon". In this season, the other flowers seem to have lost their strength after blooming, and this is a good time for osmanthus to start to exert its strength.

Sure enough, from the beginning of September in the solar calendar, Wang Ziwei was forecasting from time to time: "There are already osmanthus flowers blooming in a certain position in the garden, so fragrant!" ”

Because Nong Tianyi is usually busy with business and has to take a few students, he has no more time to pay attention to seasonal flowers and plants. As soon as Nong Tian saw Wang Ziwei say this, he immediately ran to the back hillside, and he smelled the cinnamon fragrance from afar: "It's really fragrant!" ”

At this point, it seemed that all words had melted away from the fragrance that had penetrated into the marrow, except for the expression of joy with affectionate tones and expressions of surprise.

When the autumn solstice arrived, the days passed inadvertently, and suddenly all the osmanthus flowers seemed to be about to be made, and suddenly they bloomed in a grand posture. The autumn breeze is blowing, the fragrance of cinnamon lingers, and when Nong Tianyi passes by, it is like walking into a dream, and the sweetness is about to get tired.

Although the osmanthus flowers are small, they win in the dense and dense, looking from afar, dense, and even covering the color of the leaves; Looking closely, it is also clustered and crowded together, with a vigorous and upward vitality.

The ancients commented on the fragrance of osmanthus and said: "Thick, clear, long, far away, clear can clean dust, thick can penetrate far", so it is pushed to be a high-grade fragrant flower, and Nong Tianyi naturally recited: "The breeze comes to the sky one day, and the ambergris in the world does not dare to be fragrant."

Although most of the flowers have a fragrance, it is rare to see such a fragrant fragrance as osmanthus, as long as there is a place where osmanthus blooms, other fragrances will be lost. Different from the faint fragrance of orchids, the light fragrance of plum blossoms, and the fragrance of narcissus, it is rich and sweet, and it can be smelled in the air.

The aroma of osmanthus does not need to be paid special attention to, as long as it passes by, the aroma has entered the nose, and then gently inhale, the sweet feeling instantly invades, spreads to the temples, soaks the lungs, and is more mellow than honey, and more refreshing than cream.

Tasting it carefully today, the fragrance seems to be able to enter the dream realm in the depths of Nong Tianyi's memory, and it is as clean and clear as if the soul has also been washed......

The best thing in the golden autumn is to have this sweet osmanthus fragrance!

An autumn rain and a cold, in the autumn wind, another year's Chung Yeung Festival is coming.

When it comes to Chongyang, memories will unconsciously flow forward, back to the bowl of chrysanthemum tea made by Nong Tianyi's grandmother when he was a child.

Bai Juyi once wrote a poem: "The garden is full of chrysanthemums and golden flowers, and there are lonely bushes that are like frost." It's also like today's song banquet, and Pulsatilla enters the juvenile field. ”

"The chrysanthemum fragrance should be similar every year, but the years are different." The young Nong Tianyi has grown up, but the grandmother who stayed in the old house in those years is gradually full of gray hair, and those strands of gray hair are the sideburns left by hard work. In the past years, as soon as autumn came, Nong Tianyi's ears always seemed to be able to sound his grandmother's whisper: "Wild chrysanthemum wine, longevity wine, dispelling wind, clearing heat, brightening eyes, and detoxifying." ”

Every time around the Chung Yeung Festival, Nong Tianyi's grandmother would take out the wild chrysanthemums that had been collected and dried before, put them in a transparent glass tea dish, add boiling water, and Nong Tianyi would lie aside to observe.

The withered wild chrysanthemums bloom leisurely in the boiling water, and under the backdrop of green tea, they are more delicate and fragrant, which is so pleasing to the eye.

The faint refreshing fragrance permeated the whole room, lingering in wisps. Before it enters the throat, it enters the eyes and the heart. When you take a sip, the mellow air has already entered the internal organs, and it is indescribably comfortable and refreshing.

I remember that at that time, there would be chrysanthemum tea for several days after the Double Ninth Festival, and it was his grandmother who helped Nong Tianyi replace the old tea with new tea on time every day. At the beginning, Nong Tianyi didn't like chrysanthemum tea, although there was a trace of fragrance in the tea, but compared with the fragrance, it was more obvious the bitterness in the tea.

As a child, Nong Tianyi was forced by his grandmother to drink the cup of "bitter water" all day long, so he always complained about the sky for a while, and later, his grandmother had to add a spoonful of sugar to the tea to dissolve the bitterness in the tea.

Although the chrysanthemum tea with added sugar is no longer bitter, it is difficult to experience the aroma after bitterness; The chrysanthemum tea with sugar is his grandmother's strong love for him, and she has eaten too much bitterness, as if she is afraid that her children and grandchildren will taste a little "bitter" taste......

Today, Nong Tianyi found that the shelves of the tea warehouse at home were already filled with columns of beautifully packaged chrysanthemum tea, canned, bottled, boxed, all kinds; And he just looked at it, and didn't take it off, because it wasn't grandmother's taste.

After walking out of the tea warehouse, Nong Tianyi naturally looked into the distance, the direction of Longyan Village: "Grandma, is there still chrysanthemum tea this year?" ”

It was as if Nong Tianyi's ears suddenly sounded his grandmother's voice: "Yes!" Yes! Grandma is waiting for you to come home and drink! ”

Nong Tianyi immediately set off and rushed to Longyan Village to accompany his grandmother to celebrate the Double Ninth Festival!

As soon as Nong Tian was outside the courtyard gate, he shouted loudly: "Grandma, I'm back." ”

Nong Tianyi almost ran into the house, and when his grandmother saw him panting, she smiled and said, "It's Tianyi, it's good to come back." ”

Nong Tianyi hurriedly said, "Grandma, I want to accompany you to drink chrysanthemum tea!" ”

"Okay, I'll get it."

Nong Tianyi helped his grandmother to go to the room to get chrysanthemum tea, and the wild chrysanthemum was wilted and lay in a transparent glass bottle, changing from huge to soft and small......

At this time, Nong Tianyi was holding a cup of chrysanthemum tea but was reluctant to drink it, he carefully looked at the chrysanthemum in the cup, which had already bloomed with the fragrance of the years, and it was close to his heart......

Grandmother grinned and said, "Incense." ”

Nong Tian smiled and replied: "Well, it's really fragrant, it's still the best chrysanthemum tea made by grandma, it's an intoxicating fragrance!" ”

When the grandmother heard this, her mouth showed very few teeth, and she smiled happily.

Fortunately, there is chrysanthemum tea picked and brewed by my grandmother; Fortunately, Nong Tianyi can still go back to his hometown to accompany his grandmother to climb high and look far away, and there is no need for "one less person in the dogwood" sentimentality.

This year's Chung Yeung Festival, Nongtian is the same as chrysanthemum tea, fragrant and sweet!