Where does the poem "Acacia flowers fall asleep" come from? Who wrote it?

The Sophora japonica in the dream came to Liu.

Sophora japonica is a common tree here.

Although there is a word "foreign" in the name, it is not worthy of the name. In fact, it is very "earthy", and the soil is full of slag. It was born in the wrong place, and its shape is everywhere on the edge of Zhuangtou Village and the bottom slope of the ditch. As long as there is a piece of soil, even a little soil, whether fertile or barren, can thrive in a pool of green. It does not pray for watering, nor does it require fertilization, nor does it require pruning. It does not ask anyone, and silently sticks to the land under its feet for many years. Its appearance is not good-looking, the tree body is not too high, and it looks short among tall trees, with curved branches, rough bark and thorns all over. It is difficult for him to get into the photographer's lens, and no painter has painted it. Scholars and poets never bother to write. In short, it is an unknown ugly duckling-like character.

However, it is great! Its greatness lies in giving, not taking, and selflessness is its spiritual core.

Every spring, it will always take the initiative to lengthen the green leaves thinner than cicadas, trying to render the spring, and the leafy trees will become green all over the ditch and mountains. Before summer comes out, it can't wait to make the branches full of buds, which is a bit embarrassing. It is shyly hung with spikes, and the blue and white color like jade is intoxicating. When the long summer festival comes, it opens its petals like a horn of battle, showing a jade white color. When approaching, the open petals tilt high to both sides, with a thin dark green edge in the middle, just like a white butterfly perched among green branches and leaves. You can feel them dancing! From a distance, glistening, full of eyes, green branches like piles of snow, brilliant and spectacular. Hard-working bees buzz around it, giving birth to infinite vitality. On a moonlit night, you come to a random place, and there are several frogs croaking in the distance. There are insects singing under the soft soil under your feet, just like singing a sleeping song. Your ears are empty. That kind of peace was really a long time ago! The acacia trees nearby are like ivory cotton balls. You take a deep breath, and the fragrant smell fills every alveoli of you, making your insides swell up and smell delicious. At this time, you will find that the expressive force of the idiom "refreshing" is so pale and powerless.

There is a acacia tree near my old house, which is older than me. When I remember, I thought it was probably the size of a bowl, but it grew after being cut down. In late spring and early summer, everyone's happiest thing is to eat flowers on acacia trees. We took a bamboo pole with a sickle tied to it and hooked its branches off. Because it has thorns, we carefully stroked the acacia flower one by one, and it hurt us a few times, which is probably a punishment for offending it. At this time, we often forget the pain and just put it in our mouth. Mmm, full of fragrance. Now that I think about it, it's really delicious, even more delicious than the so-called delicacies. After a while, we opened a basket and looked at the branches and the bare crown. We couldn't stand it at that time, and now we can still feel the faint feeling of lingering fear. But in order to satisfy our hunger, we can only apologize to Xiangyang Sophora japonica in our hearts. ? Carrying a basket full of acacia flowers, bees followed us all the way, and we were like a victorious general. At this time, my mother always took the basket with a smile on her face. In a short time, a plate of fragrant fried acacia flowers was served, which was really fragrant! How delicious! Sophora japonica can also be steamed with noodles; Endless, steamed, wrapped in jiaozi, all delicious. In those hungry years, Sophora japonica saved our lives, and she was still a great benefactor! Even today, it is still a pure natural and pollution-free food, which has won great attraction and is quite popular with people.

Robinia pseudoacacia grows vigorously. After we ransacked the crown, it returned to its original shape in a few days and still grows lush.

This simple and extremely ordinary acacia tree has nothing to ask for, is strong and persistent, and has strong vitality. She is a generous devotee, selflessly dedicating her green and even her body, even at the cost of her life. She reminds me of migrant workers' brothers who go out to make a living, and of simple farmers in the vast rural areas. Don't they live in a difficult environment like acacia and give themselves selflessly?

Lying in a comfortable home in the county seat, I dreamed of acacia trees last night. The acacia flowers were full of fragrance. When I woke up, my mouth was watering!