I want to plant a sunflower and see it sprout, grow stems, pull leaves, blossom, and conceive in the warm soil...
The slender stem holds up a large disc several times larger than itself, the emerald green petals are tightly on the heart of the flower, with the moisture of the sun slowly stretching outward, the emerald green gradually yellows, the tender yellow gradually golden, and then the golden gradually fades under the scorching autumn sun, leaving the sunflower seeds tight and self-contained in the disc, becoming a reunion of the big family, indispensable.
I like the golden yellow of the sunflower flowers, which are always in the direction of the sun, representing hope. From the affectionate confession of "there is no one else in sight, you are everywhere" also seems to represent the firmness and loyalty of love. People always like to express their words on flowers and plants and other non-verbal objects, giving them a variety of flower languages, ah, really cute human beings.
I like the tight and dense disc of sunflowers, and when I first see the seeds, I pull out a small fluffy shell with a "juicy and tender" pulp, and at this time it can be eaten with the shell. As the years went by, the shell gradually hardened, until in the autumn people cut the discs and beat them with sticks and other sticks, and the fallen seeds were like wanderers who had to leave home when they grew up, and after absorbing light and heat, they gradually became brittle and hard and dry, and then they were collected and stored in sacks.
I like the crisp and hard seeds of sunflowers roasted on the winter stove with a fragrant natural taste, and I also like the processed salt melon seeds. The crunchy sound of the hand is tired of peeling and simply swallowing directly, until the mouth seems to be foaming before refusing to stop, so people give it a nickname for their gluttony - ghost hand.
I like the sunflower to make the most of it, enjoy the flowers, eat the seeds, and the remaining stems are also wonderful: in that era of scarcity, it can be used as fuel as firewood, or it can be used as a lighting torch in the hands of passers-by at night.
I want to plant a sunflower to evoke the good memories of my childhood, bring me positive strength now, and pass on hope for my future!