在我的记忆中,石榴是我的最爱。小时候,拣石榴花与别人换东西,是一件很划算的买卖。清晨,东方刚露出鱼肚白,叶尖的露珠还很厚重,石榴树下已活跃着寻觅的我,那些陨落的小石榴连同鲜艳的花儿映入我的眼帘。朝霞满天时,拿着“战利品”出门去,不大一会儿,就能换回一大摞白纸。在石榴开花的时节,我常能积攒一摞摞纸,用线穿成作业本,有好几本,足够一学期“挥霍”的。可惜石榴的花期短,所以能换作业本的机会 In my memory, pomegranate is my favorite. As a child, picking pomegranate for something else, is a very good deal. Early in the morning, the East just exposed the white, the tip of the dew is still thick, under the pomegranate tree has been active looking for me, those falling pomegranates with bright flowers into my eyes. Aspen sky, holding “loot ” go out, not a moment, you can exchange a large pile of white paper. In the pomegranate blossom season, I often can accumulate a pile of stacks of paper, thread into the homework, there are several, enough for a semester “squandered ”. Unfortunately, the flowering of pomegranates is short, so I can change my job opportunity