草是村庄的灵魂。春天一回来,草儿们就一股脑儿地醒了。先是星星点点,不几天工夫就热热闹闹地绿城一大片。这时,村子就像一个大病初愈的人,气色也一天天好起来。在我的故乡江南,草的家族非常庞大。有的草喜欢热闹,它们大大咧咧地长在路边,看着村子里的人匆匆忙忙地出去讨生活,又看着他们风尘仆仆地回家;有的草喜欢清静,挤挤挨挨地长在山坡上,看着蓝天白云,等着牛羊的到来;有的草俏皮淘气,喜欢长在田埂上或庄稼的身边。这些草,家乡人是这样称呼的:百草、抓地龙、硌疤草、猫猫眼、猪毛草、狗尾草、狗蹄芽、灰灰菜、苋菜、黄花苗……这些名字听起来亲切温暖,就像他们家的孩子似的。 Grass is the soul of the village. Once spring came, the grass children woke up. First a little bit of stars, a few days time to lively downtown Greentown a large. At this moment, the village is like a person recovering from a serious illness and the color is getting better day by day. In my hometown Jiangnan, grass family is very large. Some grass like lively, they grew carelessly on the side of the road, watching the people in the village hurriedly went out to discuss life, and they went home to see them busy schedule; some grass like quiet, crowded squeezed to endure in the long On the hillside, watching the blue sky and white clouds, waiting for the arrival of cattle and sheep; some naughty cute naughty, like growing in fields or crops around. These grass, hometown is so called: Baicao, dragons, scarcass, cats and cats eyes, hairy, Setaria, dog’s foot bud, ash gray vegetables, amaranth, yellow flower seedlings ... ... these names sounds kind and warm, Like their family’s children.