June 6, 2020 Gregorian calendar
Lunar calendar: April 14th in the year of Gengzi.
Temperature: 22 ~ 24℃
Weather: heavy rain
Wind direction: west wind 3-4.
Coordinates: Nanfeng, Jiangxi
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The temperature was 22 ~ 24℃ on June 5th.
Twenty-four solar terms: "The May Festival means that there are awns and crops in the valley." It means that the seeds of crops with awns, such as barley and wheat, are ripe, and it is urgent to grab the harvest.
The "awn" of awn seed refers to the harvest of awned plants such as wheat; The "planting" of awn seeds refers to the season of sowing millet crops.
Chinese characters are not only a language, but also the life wisdom of our ancestors. From the shining eyes of the children, I saw the inheritance of the wisdom of the ancients.
Teacher Gan Guoxiang said that in the word "in the middle of the mountain", there is a bumper harvest in the north and farming in the south. This is a story of wheat and rice being busy at the same time.
The story of wheat is another strange story for me and my children in the south. The story of rice will gradually become a strange story for many southern children today. The land will be farther and farther away from our children.
I come from the countryside, but our village only grows oranges, not rice. Therefore, it is precisely because I have the status of "wife" that I have a story about rice.
Mr. Wang's family has more than ten acres of land. When I first went to the field with him to transplant rice seedlings, everything surprised me.
The seedlings were bundled into small bundles of straw and thrown in different positions in the field, and the day's work officially kicked off.
Looking at the seedlings in the field in a straight line, how can I just stay on the shore and be a "bystander"? In order to prove my true identity as a farmer, I tried to roll up my trouser legs and work in the fields despite the "intimidation" claimed by my husband and brother-in-law. I held the seedlings in my hand and looked at their softness and weakness, but I didn't know where to start. Mr. Wang naturally read my mind and shouted at me with a smile: "You have to straighten the roots of the seedlings and slowly insert them into the mud, or you will not live!" I see. I carefully rubbed the seedlings and then carefully inserted them into the mud, but I always felt something was wrong! Aren't the roots of the seedlings stuck in the mud bent as usual? I didn't know I was being teased until I saw everyone laughing their heads off. Of course, in the end, I was kicked to the calf by a grasshopper and bounced ashore.
From then on, I never dared to call myself a farmer in front of my husband. But I am still proud of my new identity-the farmer's wife.
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In the morning reading class, "dark clouds overwhelm the city" outside, and "the sound of books is loud" inside. At that time, we read Lu You's Time Rain together.
Time rain
Song luyou
When it rains, awns are planted, and all fields are planted.
Every family is beautiful in wheat and rice, and songs are long everywhere.
The children read rhythmically, and the rain began to fall in time. When the lyrics of "Transplanting Songs" appear on the big screen-
"The sun climbed up from the east, and the crops were on the rice fields, hey hey hey hey hey. Everyone worked hard in the sun and planted rice seedlings happily, hey hey hey hey …… "It was scratching at that time, the rain outside the window was getting bigger and bigger, and the children's labor songs were getting more and more energetic. A child shouted, "This is rain!"
The bell rang and the children rushed out of the classroom. In the corridor, listening to the sound of rain, several children continued to sing "Rain and ears of grain seeds ……". Occasionally, children who forgot their words rushed into the classroom and glanced at the blackboard, muttering and running out to join the rain. I leaned against the railing and let the rain come in from outside the railing and hit me in the face. Very cool.
Mangzhong, the second poem we read is Yang Wanli's Song of Transplanting Rice.
Transplant songs
Song dynasty? Yang Wanli
Fu Tian threw the seedlings to the woman, and the children pulled them out and put them in.
Dai Li is a beggar, and the rain falls from head to shoulder.
The husband threw the seedlings to his wife, who skillfully took them. The younger son pulls out the seedlings and the older son transplants the seedlings. One by one, the children read with great interest. The labor scene of the whole family, old and young, is more like an interesting game for children.
Read the last two sentences again and find that the original poet described a landscape of transplanting rice seedlings in the rain!
In fact, the rainy season began a week before the planting of awns. Since this day, it has been raining for a week. The weather became hot and dry, and the midsummer season officially began.
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In midsummer, you can often see many beautiful birds in the lush and quiet Woods.
There are three kinds of animals mentioned here: mantis, shrike and mockingbird, two of which are birds.
Wait, mantis. The eggs laid by mantis in late autumn last year were hatched and gave birth to little mantis, because Yin Qi was born.
Children are still familiar with mantis because of the familiar idiom "mantis catches cicada, yellowbird comes last" and the story behind it.
Last summer vacation, in Mr. Zhang Zuqing's Guli College, I met a brave Mr. Mantis, who was riding roughshod over our dining table with a big knife and defiant, and climbed onto Mr. Zuqing. Later, with the permission of teacher Zuqing, I planned to take Mr. Mantis in the valley back to my hometown in Jiangxi. Unfortunately, it was restless all the way, and then it almost died on the subway. Finally, I had to reluctantly give up what I wanted and put it in a piece of grass by the West Lake in Hangzhou. I don't know how it is now. Have you adapted to its new home? Has the injured front leg healed?
Second, anchovies can sing. Shrike, who likes shade, began to appear on the branches and sing in the shade. Tuna (jú), also known as Shrike.
For me, my understanding of shrike is limited to the idiom "Lao Yan flies separately" Baidu Encyclopedia has made a beautiful interpretation of this idiom, and the excerpt is as follows-
When Shrike met the swallows, they recognized each other, which together constituted a brand-new meaning. Under the sky of traditional poetry, shrike flies to the east in a hurry, and swallows fly to the west. The instant meeting can't change the flying posture. Therefore, it is always too late to meet and leave. The shrike flying east and the swallow flying west together constitute a sentimental separation and become a symbol of no longer meeting.
Shrike and swallow created synonyms for parting, which is a sad parting and poetic passing.
Wait three times, the tongue is silent. The mockingbird, who can learn the songs of other birds, stopped singing because it felt the appearance of Yin Qi.
It is said that the correct translation of harper lee's first novel To Kill a Mockingbird should be To Kill a Mockingbird. Anyone who has read this book will never forget his father's advice to the children: "Remember, killing a robin is a sin."
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The second day of picking ear seeds happened to be the weekend. My children and I went to the countryside separately and started our own country carnival.
The pomegranate at the entrance of the community is almost ripe. I dug up the photos I took when I passed by on May 6th. Within a month, it completed the mission from flower to fruit, which is a perfect transformation.
However, on the same day of June 6th, I photographed its warm and prosperous posture in my friend's community. Is this the difference between early maturity and late maturity?
Compared with the passion of pomegranate, the hibiscus flowers in the community are quiet and simple. The blooming hibiscus flowers were picked home by their owners early in the morning to cook delicious food. All the flowers and bones left on the tree vary in size, some are so full that they are about to crack, some just show their little heads shyly, and some are still wrapped up.
When I put my mobile phone close to take a photo, I found a bug proudly patrolling its kingdom, which was only a symbolic gesture of my unexpected visit. Faced with such a lovely demonstration, I naturally stayed away from its territory.
Our goal today is not just to walk around the community. Last week, we planned to go to the countryside to pick wild leaves.
I stepped on it a few months ago and went straight to my destination. This work is not easy, not only to choose flexible and thick leaves, but also to find fresh Indocalamus leaves with green color. Soon after, two girls in the same trade were badly kissed by mosquitoes, and several bags bulged on their legs. How big mosquitoes are in the wild! However, my skin is so thick that mosquitoes dare not disturb me. The two girls quickly withdrew from the forest. I was afraid that mosquitoes could not find their owners to bite them, so I also withdrew, and the arduous task was directly handed over to two big men.
We wandered in the Woods, or stopped under the persimmon tree to take a picture of green little persimmon; Or linger in the new "little cutie"-touch the lovely sapphire and purple before the barber shop returns.
Speaking of it, Polygonum perfoliatum is still a kind of medicinal material, which can clear away heat and detoxify and treat poisonous snake bites. No wonder it also has a name called snake pour.
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Miscanthus is the most beautiful plant I have ever seen in this solar term. When I met it, I had entered the third stage of mango.
On the bank of the Xujiang River, where I work every day, it grows wantonly with its own unique posture, follows the crowd and sways with the wind.
When I passed it that morning, it stood by the water and pointed directly at the sky, hitting me directly. I told my husband to stop and stand still.
Under the sunshine and wind, every spike and feather is radiant, soft and colorful, just like an open feather fan. If it weren't for Mr. Wang's urging, I'm afraid I would be lost in the swaying white mango flowers.
In the distance, that gorgeous piece made me mistakenly think it was a cloud falling from the sky. Take a closer look and see who is drying hibiscus flowers in the community. I don't know whether the dried hibiscus flowers are used for making tea or snacks. But I just want to ask, life is as gorgeous as summer flowers, but are you right?
I remember asking the children in the morning recitation class, if you could only choose one color to describe mango, what color would you choose?
Some people say red, because pomegranate is red, the sunset is red, and the clouds in the west are red.
Some people say golden, because the ears of wheat are golden, and so is the sun.
Some people say green, because cucumbers are green, peppers are green, loofah is green, and grandpa's garden is green.
There are also pink ones. At first, I was noncommittal about this answer. But when I saw the hibiscus flowers unfolding in front of my eyes, I knew pink was also the color of mango.
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Mango, it shouldn't belong to only one color. Any color of awn is radiant, gorgeous and spare no effort.
Because that is the color of life, the color of hope and the color of dreams.
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It is an ancient folk custom to send flowers to the gods during the awning season. The children picked up the residual flowers and offered sacrifices to the flower god in their own way.
Nature is the best teacher, and every child can complete the dialogue with nature and his own heart in his own way.
The persistence of Han Yi's Chinese character culture is a small subject of his own.
Han Yi once again challenged two different styles of nature notes. A child who dares to cross his comfort zone is really something!
Yuan Jing has gone further and further in the lunar calendar course. These ordinary little things, such as small earthworms, duck grass and nightshade, also have completely different beauty in Yuan Jing's eyes.
Isn't the rain described by Xinyi just the timely rain in Langzhong?
Although the sparrow is small, it has all aspects. Insisting on doing one thing is the greatest progress of Yiyang students.
Ling Wei explained his understanding of mango solar terms with colors and words.
Ping-pong bayberry, just listening to the name is attractive enough. More importantly, it is fresh, juicy, rich and sweet. Reading Chen Yu's words makes my mouth water.
Hao Tian said, mango, mango, men, women and children are busy day and night, busy harvesting mature gold and sowing green hope. Didn't our study also enter the "ear planting" season?
Haha, this timely rain is a cage in Qi Hong's eyes, locking up a group of children who love to run and play.
The Third Solar Term in Summer —— Notes on Observation of Mango Species
Time: June 6, 2020
Weather: Rain turns cloudy.
Venue: Qintai Lake
Recorder: Nie
On the edge of the path of Qintai Lake, there is a large canna. Its leaves roll up and slowly spread out, just like the banana fan of the old gentleman in The Journey to the West. Its flowers grow on it, there are no branches below, and the flowers roll up and spread slowly, just like a bird standing on it to rest. Its branchlets and leaflets are very sharp, like blades.
Canna has many colors, one of which is the color of flame, and some spots on it are like flames beating. Touch its petals, they are very thin. If the cloth of the clothes is like this, it must be beautiful.
In a clearing by the lake, there is a tall acacia tree with lush foliage. You can't see the top of it when you look up, and you can only see it when you step back dozens of meters. Its leaves, like those of Metasequoia glyptostroboides, are lined up on both sides. Among the lush foliage, there are many beautiful and beautiful acacia flowers. I saw that they have a lot of dandelion-like fluff, white in the middle and pink next to them, just like a small fan on it, which looks very soft.
? Beside the pavilion, there is a ginkgo tree. Under his tree, there are plump yellow-green fruits. They look like a big fat man weighing several hundred kilograms, with a small head and a big body. I also like the ginseng fruit in The Journey to the West.
The two rows of maple trees in the path are magnificent like soldiers on guard. It's very cool inside.
Liquidambar formosana fruits are like chestnuts and leaves are like darts. The hard thorn is obviously protecting the fruit. It looks like a little durian. I'm afraid it feels as hard as a hedgehog's thorn, but it's too high to reach.
The biggest leaf is Liriodendron chinense. Its leaves are like duck feet and jackets. No wonder it is also called Liriodendron.
By the lake, there is a magnolia grandiflora. Looking up from the tree, it is a thick orange yellow, but from a distance and above, it is a emerald green. It turns out that its leaves are two colors. You can see one or two big white flowers among the dense branches and leaves!
? It rained continuously for a week before planting awns, and snot mushrooms and snails grew under bamboo poles to cool clothes.
With the help of the lunar calendar course, Chen You has completed self-challenge again and again, and achieved self-leap. Every solar term note completed with your heart can clearly hear the sound of life jointing.
Why does it thunder after seeing lightning? Iman can find the answer by himself.
On June 19, the third season of "Miscanthus" is coming to an end. In just ten days, the temperature has soared to 24 ~ 35℃.
Midsummer officially begins.