不管我在繁华的都市浸泡多久,都忘不了我的乡村,那些散发着青草气息的物事,总会历历在目。在读中学时,家门前菜园边有几棵花树,每当夏天欲尽秋蝉鸣枝时,就会有粉的紫的花朵缀满枝头。记得有位住惯县城的同学见了说:“嗬,这是丁香吧?”“不,是紫薇。丁香开在春天!”我的小妹口齿 No matter how long I immersed in the bustling metropolis, I can not forget my country, those exudes the grass flavor of things, always vivid. While studying in high school, there are several flower trees beside the vegetable garden in front of the house. Whenever the summer tries to make autumn cicadas, there are pink purple flowers filled with branches. I remember a classmate who lives in the county met and said: “Hey, this is clove it?” “No, crape myrtle .Luxian open in the spring!” My little girl mouth