春暖花开,院里的老葡萄架鼓了一个冬天的芽苞终于都展开了。母亲常常在葡萄架下数着今年能结多少串葡萄。她仰着头指点给我看:你看这是芽苞,这是果苞。于是,我也陪着母亲数,发现芽苞不少,但能够看出是果苞的却是少之又少。我抱怨说如果去年冬天父亲剪枝的时候能手下多留点情,恐 Spring flowers, the yard of the old grape drums a bud bud finally started. Mothers often count the number of grapes that can end up in grapes this year. She looked up and gave me a look: you see this bud bud, which is the fruit bud. So, I also accompanied the number of mothers, buds found a lot, but can be seen that the fruit buds are rare. I complain that if my father pruned last winter, I could give my husband a bit more love, fear