这个春天,我又一次来到外婆家,驻足在这棵魂牵梦绕的海棠树下。海棠树又开花了,海棠花开的声音,你听见了吗,外公?微风拂过海棠,夹杂着些许尘土,携着我的思绪回到尘封的过去……“外公,这棵树上是什么花啊?”记忆中的我那时大约5岁。“哦——这个啊,是海棠花。这棵树是在你出生的那天种下的。” This spring, I once again came to my grandmother’s house and stopped to stay in the sand under the tree of the sea. The sea elm tree blossomed. The sound of the jellyfish bloomed. Did you hear it? Grandfather? The breeze swept through the sea, mixed with a little dust, and carried my thoughts back to the dusty past...“My grandfather, this tree was What kind of flowers?”My memory was about 5 years old. “Oh-this, this is Begonia flower. This tree was planted on the day you were born.”