In the summer, it was not very formal to say goodbye, but it quietly went away. Counting these days, because it is sometimes difficult, sometimes tired, sometimes happy, sometimes sad, just like a jar of candy, sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, all tasted one by one.

Now, I want to skim off the memories of my head and reminisce with all my heart the fragrance that remains on the tip of my tongue. The verdant lotus leaves, wrapped in lotus seeds that have come out of the mother's womb, held in the palm of the hand, suddenly smelled a cool, elegant fragrance. Peel it off, and the white flesh is put into the mouth, which is sweet and smooth.

If the lotus seed heart is already bitter, you can stir-fry, add a few drops of oil, sprinkle some green onions, although it is stained with oil, it will definitely not be greasy in your mouth.

If the lotus seeds are completely old, then dry them, then peel them, cut the stomach, take out the heart of the lotus seeds, put the lotus seeds into a glass jar, and in the future, if you want to boil a pot of white fungus and red date soup, throw in a handful of dried lotus seeds, which adds a unique taste.

When I was a child, I often cut the lotus seed belly with my grandmother, while busy putting the cut lotus seeds into the jar, I secretly grabbed a few and quickly threw them into my mouth, the teeth seemed to be competing with the lotus seeds, who was harder, and finally, the teeth won, and when I ate it into the stomach, my mouth was full of a lotus seed smell, and it was naturally discovered.

At that time, as soon as the lotus leaves pop up, after a few days, they will grow, I will run to the pond, pick a few lotus leaves, hold them in one hand, and wear the excess on my head to shade the sun. Later, the number of picking, the lotus leaves against the shore are only left with the bare rod, so I can only grasp the branches, hope that the arms are longer, slowly hook the lotus leaves, sometimes even a careless, the foot will step down, but, fortunately, the soil is a little hard, the body is relatively light, climb ashore, find the grass to rub a pair of dirty shoes up.

The lotus leaves are overgrown, and the lotus flowers are also dotted in a clear lotus. It's like a girl holding a pipa, who came out after a long time. When the summer breeze ushers, they are swaying together with the lotus leaves, nodding or shaking their heads, shy or bold, cute or moving.

Sometimes when my father passed by the pond, he would pick a lotus flower, and as soon as I got home, I smelled the lotus flower, and I took the lotus flower and inserted it into a glass bottle, and the whole room was full of lotus flowers.

Ponds are not naturally formed, they have their own owners, and naturally, not everyone can pick the lotus pods they produce at will. But, despite this, seeing Lotus Peng nodding at you, I became greedy. After picking the lotus pod on the side, I took the lotus pod in the distance with a long hook with a net. The lotus pods were eaten all the way home, leaving the three largest, peeling off the lotus seeds and putting them in their pockets to take home.

When the lotus pod no longer arouses cravings, they begin to gather in a small puddle by the pond, and several partners gather together, reaching out to catch fish in it. The fish didn't like to swim in the water, but liked to burrow into the thin soil, and we just took out the mud, and a few hands blocked their way, and grabbed it quickly, and several people held it together, worried that it would slippery and escape. There are also small transparent shrimp, small black loaches, which we have never caught, and small fish with golden fins, kept in a glass of water at home, and within a few days, they went to heaven.

Autumn begins, and it's a different flavor again.