我的故乡在江南,最忆那里的杨梅。夏至过后,就是杨梅成熟的季节。满山的杨梅缀满了枝头,绿树碧叶间,那圆融融、紫艳艳、水津津的杨梅分外妖娆。娇媚的杨梅有的淡红奇丽,有的娇红欲滴,有的紫里透红,有的乌亮烁紫。它们或羞答答藏于绿叶之中,或大胆探出枝头挑逗着你。远远望去,一派万绿丛中点点红、满枝摇曳丰盈果的胜景。记忆中,小时候每年夏天,母亲都会带我上山去采杨梅。那甘香的气味隐隐约约地飘荡在山林里、空气中,令人垂涎欲滴。杨梅摘下来就可以直接塞进嘴里吃,因为林中的 My hometown is in the south of Yangtze River, the most memorable bayberry there. After the summer solstice, is the ripe bayberry season. The mountains of Yangmei decorated with branches, trees and green leaves, it round melted, purple Yan Yan, water Jinjin exceptionally enchanting. Some red bayberry charming bayberry, and some Jiaohong want to drop, and some purple red, some black bright Shuo Zi. They are either shy hidden in green leaves, or daring to tease you out of the branches. From afar, the school of green leaves little red, full of swaying abundance of fruit. Memory, every summer as a child, my mother will take me up the hill to pick bayberry. That sweet smell of vaguely floating in the mountains, the air, mouth-watering. Yangmei plucked down can be directly into his mouth to eat, because of the forest