A composition describing winter
When you think of winter, you will smell the sunshine, a fresh rice fragrance that permeates the sun. It is warm and penetrates into every nerve cell under every inch of skin, making the whole body comfortable.
In the winter in the countryside, my mother would often take out and wash the sheets and quilts on a good morning. First, she would boil a pot of rice in a large iron pot with a hole in the kang, and then filter out the milk. The same thick and fragrant rice soup, when it is still steaming hot, pour it into the washed sheets and quilts, let them starch, and then hang them directly on the wire rope in front of the door. Red The whole front of the courtyard is covered with green and flower quilts, dripping with warm and crystal clear "pearl" water one after another, as novel and beautiful as the Water Curtain Cave in Huaguo Mountain. When the sun turns west, the sky It was getting colder, and only a touch of sunset on the horizon still exuded a trace of warmth. Mother spread a new mat on the grass in front of the door, put away the dried quilt cover, folded the corner of the quilt, squinted her eyes and rubbed eyeliner , thread the needle, and quilt the quilt on the ground stitch by stitch. The quilt lining that has been starched with rice soup is flat and smooth, and it looks brand new. Although it is a bit hard, it exudes a fragrance and the warmth of the sun. When I was young, I often liked to lay out the quilt. Roll around on the bed, bury your head in the soft and fluffy quilt, and deeply smell the fresh smell of sunshine, which also contains the alluring fragrance of rice. At night, you sleep on the freshly washed bed, and your body is softly warmed by the sunshine. Surrounded by warmth, sniffing the pleasant fragrance of rice, you sweetly fall asleep. China Composition Network t262
When you think of winter, you will be craving for the fragrant roasted sweet potatoes, fragrant popcorn, and the smell of fried rice. .These are delicacies that can be tasted while making a fire. In rural areas, cooking is done in a kettle stove or a kang hole. The kettle stove is installed in a corner of the kitchen. A shallow pit is dug in the ground, and a few bricks are piled behind it. Put a kettle on the stove to heat foot-washing water. A gong and pot hook is hung on the pot stove, and it can also be moved up and down. You can cook by hanging an iron gong and pot that is blackened by the smoke. When cooking , roast some sweet potatoes on the burning ashes, or throw in a golden corn cob, and fry the burning ashes on it from time to time. In one meal, you can pick out the warm ashes to find "treasures". Sweet potatoes Although the skin is burnt, you can shake off the ashes by rolling it on the ground. Break open the outer shell and you will find attractive orange-red sweet potato flesh inside. It is fragrant, hot, and sweet. You can swallow it in one gulp and it will be hot. The intestines are straight and the whole body is warm. You can chew the corn cobs as if you are playing a harmonica. Some of them have popped flowers and are crispy and fragrant. After eating, your mouth feels like a flowery cat. While cooking Every now and then, there will always be an unexpected harvest, that is, rice popping. Since the rice that is burned is the rice after the autumn harvest, there will be a "bang" sound from time to time, and a grain of rice will pop out for you to try, so burning fires in winter is the most popular. Work.
The smell on the table in winter is steaming and warm. When my father comes home, a white charcoal stove will rise on the dining table. It is a white aluminum stove with a There is a stove bridge for burning white charcoal, and there is a straight smoke vent on it. When cooking in the stove hole, the white charcoal is heated, and then the white charcoal is held with tongs and placed one by one on the stove bridge under the smoke vent. After a while, the smoke comes out The edge of the pot around the opening will make a hissing sound. There are often boiled tofu, cabbage, green onions, celery and other farm side dishes in it. Our family sits around the table and "hisses" while eating. Hearing the hot air, my brother and I always stretched our necks to grab the "contents" in the stove. The white charcoal stove was too high, and the hot air was rising. My father always told us not to move. He always raised his face slightly. , squinting his eyes, blowing away the misty white mist, picking up the tender tofu and juicy cabbage with chopsticks, and placing them on our white rice. Later, maybe we got used to it. It became normal. As long as we eat hot pot , most of us always sit back and enjoy the meal, always looking eagerly at the white charcoal stove, waiting for the hot food to fall from the heads of father's chopsticks into our bowls. Only when we can't wait, will we stand up in a hurry and stretch out our hands. When I pick up my chopsticks, my father always smiles "hehe", revealing a tooth hole that was knocked out by a rocking car. Although it is windy and snowy outside, it is warm and springy at home. That was ten years ago at home. It is always filled with hot air and happy laughter. It has been almost seven years since my father passed away, but I always think of the missing front teeth he showed when he smiled "hehe".
It's winter again, no matter how cold it is. , thinking of these, my heart always feels moist and warm.