每到百花争艳的季节,故乡的槐花就浮现在我的眼前,它那特有的裹着泥土芬芳的气息便会在我记忆的缎带上飘荡…… 在我儿时的记忆里,槐花的生命是短暂而顽强的。当春风染绿荒原野岗的时候,深深植根于故乡黄土地的槐树的枝头上便会爆出无数颗米粒大的芽儿。一 Every season of flowers blooming, the hometown of Sophora japonica appeared in front of me, its unique atmosphere of the earth wrapped in fragrance will be floating in my memory ribbon ... In my childhood memories, Huai Flower’s life is short and tenacious. When the spring green streak wilderness Gang, deeply rooted in the hometown of the locust tree branches will burst numerous grains of rice buds. one