Sister Zhang's prose

There is a eldest sister in our dance group. She is kind-hearted, welcoming, warm and kind. The sisters all respected her and called her Sister Zhang.

Sister Zhang and I met in the dance group and have been together for two or three years. Although they only see each other when dancing every night, Sister Zhang gets along very well with her sisters and often takes care of everyone as the eldest sister. Whenever the dance group organizes travel activities, Sister Zhang always tries her best to use her best cooking skills and cook delicious food to bring with her for the sisters to taste. When I think about it, I still have a lingering fragrance in my mouth.

May is the time when cherries are ripe.

One night, the sisters discussed during a dance break that they would go to Cherry Valley Picking Garden that day.

On that day, the sisters took a bus to Cherry Valley in the suburbs at the appointed time.

The weather is beautiful, with light white clouds floating in the blue sky, a gentle breeze, and the Cherry Valley is lined with green shades.

It is said to be Cherry Valley, but it is not. It is just a name. It has neither ridge nor ravine. Cherry trees are distributed on both sides of the road. Along with the undulations of some natural slopes, it gives people a sense of staggered up and down.

Cherry, Rosaceae, genus Sakura, 2 to 6 meters high. The fruit is often eaten as a fruit. It has thick flesh, small core, bright color and exquisite appearance.

The cherry trees here grow very vigorously, with green branches and leaves and umbrella-shaped crowns, arranged in an orderly manner on the slopes. Cherry trees are divided into red and yellow types depending on their varieties. Ripe cherries hang in bunches on the branches, hidden among the green leaves, like gems embedded in the greenery. Purple cherries glow brightly under the sun, and are as red as agate; orange cherries are yellow with a hint of red, and are as yellow as gelatin; unripe cherries are bathed in the sunshine with a green color, and are as green as emeralds. ; These cherries of different colors are like handicrafts carefully carved by nature; the morning dew that has not yet evaporated makes these cherries juicy and lovely, making people salivate.

Seeing so many exquisite and crystal clear cherries, the sisters were so dazzled that they could not tell which cherries on the tree were better. Using your intuitive touch, carefully pick the cherries from the branches and put them into the fruit basket. Just like this, he wandered from tree to tree, picking his ideal cherries with the help of a ladder.

Sister Zhang has a light body, flexible and steady movements. She took her time and stood under the tree to watch, and then picked them after looking carefully. Although it was slower, the cherries she picked were similar in size and full of roundness. Sister Wang did not show weakness, and her nimble hands and feet showed off her "magic skills" under the cherry tree, and she gained her beloved.

The picking activities are going on happily.

The sisters climbed up and down, taking the trouble and tiredness. When they encountered cherries that they liked to look at, they would pick them and taste them to comfort themselves for their hard work.

When picking cherries in joy, time often passes quickly, and soon it is approaching noon. One sister said: "Let's take a rest." Then everyone stopped and gathered together to pick cherries. Find a secluded place in the garden to take a rest.

Taking this opportunity, the sisters each took out the food they brought for everyone to share. Sister Zhang and Sister Zhao's braised eggs each have their own characteristics and taste, which whet the appetite of the sisters. I have never been a big fan of boiled eggs. Seeing how delicious they were, it felt like I hadn’t eaten in a few days. I ate a few in succession, which was enough to satisfy my egg addiction. A sister asked Sister Zhang for advice while eating braised eggs and wanted to learn a craft. Sister Zhang introduced her without reservation.

Sister Zhang cleared her throat and said: "It's simple. Boil the eggs first and peel them. Use a knife to make a few slits in the egg whites lengthwise. Put them in the cooked broth and cook them for more than ten minutes. It only takes a few minutes, and the stewed eggs will be more delicious." After Sister Zhang introduced the method of braised eggs, everyone was amazed, no wonder they are so delicious.

The sisters took a break and continued to wander in the cherry orchard. This green cherry tree is studded with purple-red and orange-yellow cherries, decorating the scenery and romance in May. The sisters' mood is also happily released in the gradually ripening cherry orchard.