云卷,云舒,风来,风散,唯留一缕艾香萦绕在鼻尖,往事忽如云雾般漫过心间……依稀又看到外婆牵着我走到那熟悉的艾草地。彼时微风吹过,艾叶哗啦啦地翻卷着,闪烁着,随之而来的是一阵艾香,我的心似乎有一刻静止了……后来常寄于外婆家,爱与外婆在艾草地中消磨时光。记得外婆总爱摆一张摇椅在艾草地旁,待我摘取艾叶嬉戏时,轻摇罗扇,眼带笑 Clouds, clouds Shu, the wind, the wind, leaving a ray of Ai Xiang lingering in the nose, the past suddenly cloud like diffuse heart ... vaguely see the grandmother took me to that familiar Ai grass. When the breeze blowing, Ai Ye crashed over, flashing, followed by a burst of Ai Hong, my heart seems a moment still ... then later often sent to her grandmother, love and grandmother in the grass in the grass kill time. I remember my grandmother always put a rocking chair next to the lawn, pending the removal of Ai Ye playful, rocking Luo fan, with a smile