顺着季节的藤摸去,一根根瓜蔓上总会结出孩童记忆的瓜。当柳叶青、杏子肥时,家家户户就开始过端午了。乍晴乍雨的季节,沿街悠悠的叫卖声,伴着粽子的糯米清香,裹挟上湿漉漉的青草味,黏黏稠稠地弥散在小区周围。不经意间,居民的门上都插上了艾蒿,如此真切地让人欣喜。久居在城市的钢筋水泥森林里,孤独与寂寥相随,对故土的思念也愈加深厚。使我 Follow the seasons of the rattan to go, a root melon always come to bear children’s memory melon. When willow green, apricot fat, every family began to have the Dragon Boat Festival. At first glance the rainy seasons, along the streets of the long barking, accompanied by glutinous rice dumplings fragrant, coerced on the wet grassy smell, sticky viscous dispersed around the area. Inadvertently, residents of the door are plugged Artemisia, so truly delightful. Living in the city’s steel-reinforced concrete forest, loneliness and loneliness go hand in hand, but also the deepening thoughts on his homeland. Make me