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After many days of drought, dry land, withered leaves, cracked fields, in the evening of the last day of the third lunar month, suddenly there was a thunderstorm, strong wind, thunder and lightning, the sky was torn by blue lightning. shining zigzag.

Suddenly there was an ear-piercing explosion, like a bomb. I’m sure lightning knocked down some big tree in my village. I was pale, just afraid that the innocent coconut tree towering in front of my yard would also be punished by God. Rain started to fall. My whole village was immersed in the first rain of the season, also known as the summer rain. Torrential rain, torrential rain, showers of drains. I was excited to rush out to the yard to shower in the rain, bathe naked, take a bath like that, it would be nice. I stood in the middle of the yard, immersed in the rain, the rain pouring down on my head, my hair soaking wet, the rain running down my cheeks. I could not rub my face. I raised my face to the sky, letting the rain fall directly on my face, so that I could feel the same joy of showering. And yet, I lay on my stomach on the brick yard, let the rain water water my bare back, then I turned over, let the rain fall on my stomach, so that I could be satisfied, that I was “full of rain.” “. Next, I ran to the far end of the yard, plugging the drain. About five minutes later, God gave me a free rainwater swimming pool. Although this pool water is only up to my knees, it is enough for me to swim, dive, swim, swim on my back on the brick floor that is just a normal rice drying yard. I am happy, I am delighted, I am happy, I scream, I scream loudly under the cool first rain of the season that is covering my village. These are the sublime moments of my childhood, when me and nature, me and heaven and earth were intertwined and intertwined. Rainwater flows abundantly, slick, flooding villages, fields and gardens. The air became cooler, people, animals and plants were refreshed, craving more than usual. We still call the first rain of the season the “rain of frogs”. Only about half an hour after this “lucky” rain, all over my village, in the garden, in the fields, echoes of the hum, the croak, the chorus of male frogs calling for their mates. That was also the signal telling me, let’s go to the frog, that is, shine the torch to find and catch frogs (“man frog” is the language of my village, many locals call it “soi frog”). I quickly put the bamboo basket on my waist, lit a torch made of dry bamboo and bamboo that had been built up in the corner of the kitchen for a long time. And I aim for the fields, where the echoes of the male frogs croak to call for a mate. I lit the torch, watched, and one by one I saw frogs embracing each other in the rain puddles in the field. I just reached out and grabbed a pair of frogs who were in love, no longer knowing what heaven and earth were, and put them in the basket deliciously. Frogs have a very respectable “quality”, that is, once they are mates, they are determined not to leave each other. Even when she spotted me, the female frog still tried to carry her partner, the male frog, on her back, jump around and run away together. They live and die together, no matter how strong, everyone runs. Looking back now, I somewhat regret it, willing to destroy the climaxing love of the “frog lovers” in the cool and romantic summer night, the innocent and harmless frogs. People say “hundreds of torches can catch frogs”, but for me, on the first rainy night of the season, with favorable weather conditions, just one torch was enough to catch more than a dozen frogs. It was a normal thing in the past, in the 50s of the last century, but now it is impossible to dream, because where are the natural frogs in a toxic environment full of pesticides and chemicals. . Copper frog meat, that is, natural frog meat, not farmed frogs, is delicious and nutritious, so you probably won’t even know it. Especially the fried frog with lemongrass and chili, or the frog braised with banana and beans (my mother often cooks and I love it). As for the dish and stir-fried frog with bamboo shoots, every drinker will say it’s a top favorite, if not unique…

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