Chestnut Roast Chicken
by Fresh Love
Favorite
Difficulty
Easy
Time
5m
Serving
1
I remember when I was young,
On the back hillside of my hometown in the country,
Planted a very big chestnut tree.
Dad said,
It was planted when he was a teenager.
So I will especially like that tree,
I saw other children climbing up,
Will shout and shout for them to come down,
For fear that the branches will be broken by climbing.
In autumn,
The most interesting entertainment is to carry a long bamboo pole,
Follow behind my brother,
Go and beat chestnuts under the chestnut tree.
The appearance of the raw chestnut shell is very cute,
The masses resemble many hedgehogs hanging on the branches.
Every time a ball is hit,
The children will rush to pick it up.
I don’t remember how many times my finger was pricked by the thorns on the chestnut shell.
But still clearly remember the sweet and crisp taste of raw chestnuts in my memory,
And the carefree and heartless,
The taste of childhood.
In a blink of an eye, the cold dew has passed,
Chestnuts are also in season,
And chestnut’s well-known practice,
And no one doesn’t love it,
Count the chestnut roast chicken.
This is what we are going to do today,
Chestnut roast chicken.
On the back hillside of my hometown in the country,
Planted a very big chestnut tree.
Dad said,
It was planted when he was a teenager.
So I will especially like that tree,
I saw other children climbing up,
Will shout and shout for them to come down,
For fear that the branches will be broken by climbing.
In autumn,
The most interesting entertainment is to carry a long bamboo pole,
Follow behind my brother,
Go and beat chestnuts under the chestnut tree.
The appearance of the raw chestnut shell is very cute,
The masses resemble many hedgehogs hanging on the branches.
Every time a ball is hit,
The children will rush to pick it up.
I don’t remember how many times my finger was pricked by the thorns on the chestnut shell.
But still clearly remember the sweet and crisp taste of raw chestnuts in my memory,
And the carefree and heartless,
The taste of childhood.
In a blink of an eye, the cold dew has passed,
Chestnuts are also in season,
And chestnut’s well-known practice,
And no one doesn’t love it,
Count the chestnut roast chicken.
This is what we are going to do today,
Chestnut roast chicken.
