Mint-flavored prose from summer solstice
There are 24 solar terms in a year, which she likes best. Say "summer solstice" gently. In an instant, I seem to smell the fragrance of gardenia, magnolia and jasmine. At the moment, the canna in front of the courtyard should also be the most sultry.
Plum wine has turned into a rich amber color with a rich fruity aroma, which makes people always want to taste it. The nose is full of fruit and the tip of the tongue is full of wine. She accidentally drank too much. She is not a glutton. Summer solstice nights are long and warm, so what's wrong with being a little drunk? I don't know if she was drunk or dreaming, but she saw the lush mint land again. The mint field from summer solstice should have the most fragrant fragrance.
When she was a child, she didn't like mint the most. The strong smell of mint always makes her sneeze and sometimes even shed a lot of tears. Grandma sometimes puts a few mint leaves in the water, saying that it will relieve the heat. But she hates drinking mint water. Water without sugar tastes bad. The pungent smell will only irritate her mouth and make her uncomfortable. At that time, she was young and carefree. Carefree years are only suitable for sweetness, so how can we appreciate the beauty of mint and the taste of life?
The vitality of mint is so tenacious that it produces a large piece every year anyway. She doesn't like mint that grows like weeds everywhere. She often secretly carries an adult's back, pulling a few plants today, pulling a few plants tomorrow and pulling a few plants the day after tomorrow. But those mints don't seem to swallow very well. On the contrary, year after year, they will always be a lush mint field. She can't do anything about the vigorous vitality of mint, and she doesn't want to pay attention to those crazy wild mint anymore. She often avoids the mint field at a distance.
After grandpa left, grandma sometimes chatted with her. This mint field is your grandfather's favorite. Mint leaves are cool, which can make people qualitative and relieve anxiety. There are some green mint leaves floating in the glass in front of my grandmother. The old woman has a pair of gentle eyes. Can this mint water solve her worries? After grandpa left, she felt that grandma was getting older and weaker every day. Although she knew that grandma was old and weak, she still had a faint heartache and a faint pity. Getting old, watching people close to you get old day by day, and even dying is a frightening thing, but it is inevitable.
She was in a bad mood that day. Life is always a chicken feather, and sometimes it is inevitable to be unhappy. Grandma made her a cup of mint water. She didn't want to refuse the kindness of the old man, so she took a sip. Suddenly refreshed, she felt that every pore in her body was full of joy, and every cell wanted to sing aloud. Mint can be qualitative and can relieve worries. She finally believed grandma's words. Now, she also needs a cup of peppermint water with strong taste to stimulate her senses and her increasingly indifferent, numb, vulgar, snobbish and pale mind.
When she is free, tired and upset, she often makes herself a cup of mint water. She fell in love with the smell of mint, but the smell she hated most when she was a child is her favorite at the moment.
Grandma is still sitting in the mint field with her, chatting at home. Once upon a time, my young grandmother and grandfather planted a lot of mint. Together they weed, fertilize, harvest and refine peppermint oil. Speaking of the past, grandma's face is flushed, which is a bit like a shy little girl. She listened quietly to grandma's story a long time ago, but it seemed like yesterday. She took a sip of mint tea slowly, which relieved her worries and thoughts.
By chance, she saw the flower language of Mint on the Internet and hoped to "meet you again". I suddenly feel like crying. Grandma should be looking forward to seeing grandpa again, right? But where are they going to find each other? Some mistakes may be eternal. Only in mint water can grandma not lose her grandpa.
Grandma lost her grandfather, and there is no way to recover such a loss.
But what about her? For more than 30 years, she hasn't lost much along the way. Some losses can be recovered, and some can never be recovered. She gradually learned to get close to those who have gone far, and those who are separated in mint water. She slowly learned to retain.
Meet you again, can life be lost and missed again? She is full of hope. Grandma turned eternal loss into a kind of closeness. Then why didn't she look forward to it?
On the solstice of this summer, under the brilliant starlight, that mint field should be so lush that people want to shout.