Childhood Memories: Sweat and Joy in the Garden (2)

"The grass eaves are long and clean, and flowers and trees are planted by hand." The vegetable garden built and cultivated by hand is not only pleasing to the eye, but also can sprout a sense of pride and an unusual sweetness from the heart.

When the warm breeze is enough to blow open the chest of the earth, when the sunshine is enough to warm the tender seedlings, we gently open the small plastic shed in the vegetable bed, and those seedlings stretching in the wind are bathed in bright sunshine and waved to us with a smile.

So the adults began to get busy day and night, and they should plant the seedlings in the garden and field in time. The garden is not too big, and the adults are eager to work in the fields. Of course, they planted it soon.

There are several beds of eggplant, beans, potatoes, peppers and corn, as well as several beds of shallots, cucumbers, tomatoes and radishes. In the eyes of our children, these are all delicious foods that can be enjoyed at any time after summer, and they will also be the source of our endless joy.

Therefore, when adults move to the fields, the rest of the work in the garden naturally falls on our shoulders. And we also have no regrets, duty-bound, and actively take over the remaining business.

First, clean the garden, collect excess seedlings and weeds and throw them away. Then tidy up the canal, dig it as flat as possible to ensure the smooth flow of water, so as to water the vegetable garden.

Finally, of course, it is necessary to water the planted seedlings all over the ground. At this time, the watering requirements must be sufficient, so that the land and seedlings can be fully moistened and thrive.

Wells in rural areas need to be artificially boosted to ensure continuous water output. The water pressed out of the ground is clear and cool, which has also become the origin of our happiness.

We played while watering the garden, taking turns pressing water and splashing water on each other, and laughter echoed over the yard. Until my parents come back, watching us get soaked and covered in mud, we will have a scolding, but we can't restrain the rippling smile on our lips.

The next day is spent in labor and expectation, combing the whole vegetable garden with my eyes every day. You have to have a rest in which bed is densely planted. When the land is dry, water it. Which one needs fertilization, add some manure.

I devote myself to taking care of the seedlings in the garden. I look forward to seeing the fruits of my labor soon. I also look forward to the garden being full of green, lush, full of flowers and bees and butterflies dancing together.

Surprise begins with the first small white flower or yellow flower in the garden. In those promising seedbeds, the seedlings should be stretched, stretched and put on the shelves every day, and a few small flower drums should be wrapped the next day to bloom in the wind.

As a result, the joy overflowed from the loose and tight seedling stage, and there were successes and failures. The smile slowly spread out in the staring eyes, and the warm joy was followed by the eager expectation.

The weather is getting warmer and warmer, and the vegetable garden has really ushered in a good scene of lush Ye Sheng and sweet seedlings. It has become a paradise for children day by day, catching bees and butterflies, hiding figures and enjoying themselves. This dense green gauze tent is really a good place to go.

Here you can avoid the eyes of adults and keep the secrets of children. You can keep out the scorching sun and enjoy the coolness of summer. You can dodge the search of your friends and taste the fun and fluency of the game.

This mysterious and sweet vegetable garden is a natural canteen for friends. Sour and delicious, sweet and juicy, spicy and fragrant, full of delicious enjoyment.

This is a tender cucumber that has just been hung on the seedling. They were quietly picked and sent to their mouths without careful cleaning. "Click click" chewing sound, accompanied by sweet juice, swallowed the freshest and tender.

Here is an earthy radish. Pull it up in a hurry, wipe it with radish tassels and bite it hard. The spicy taste of pink radish skin slightly choked my nose and touched a few tears of enjoyment. Stir the radish core, full of My Sweetie tearing the satisfying taste buds.

Not to mention those tomatoes that almost grow in your eyes. Every day, you count them and look at them from time to time. Whenever you bring out a slight red face or yellow face, you can't wait to take it off regardless, wipe it clean with a skirt and send it to your mouth.

Take a small bite with your front teeth first and get busy. Juice is sour with hemp, sweet with hemp. I stubbornly opened my twitching eyes, endured the panic in my heart, chewed a few more bites, and continued to enjoy the aftertaste of squinting and licking my tongue.

This magical vegetable garden in memory is full of sweet and delicious food, full of laughter and joy. It is the pleasure of watering with sweat and the sweetness of hard work.

I miss it very much.

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