有一种花虽然貌不惊人,朴素得很,但它们却顽强地开放在我记忆的旷野上。这就是家乡的马蹄莲,它们默默地开放在路畔的壕沟里,开放在农家院落的空地里。在家乡,这种名不见经传、看似与世无争的花随处可见。我苦涩的童年和少年,就弥漫着马蹄莲淡雅的芳香。到了花红柳绿的春天,马蹄莲并没有开花,那一堆堆墨绿的修长的叶子,就像女孩子头上的发辫,自有一番曼妙的风情。但是开在院落里的马蹄莲,很不耀眼,很不风光,同那些光彩 Although one kind of flower is unobtrusive and simple, they are tenaciously open in the wilderness that I remember. This is the hometown of calla lily, they quietly open in the trenches of the road, open in the farmhouse courtyard. In my hometown, this seemingly unconventional flower can be seen everywhere. My bitter childhood and juvenile, filled with elegant calla fragrance. To the spring flowers, calla lily and not flowering, piles of dark green slender leaves, like the girl’s head braid, there is a graceful style. However, the open calla lily in the courtyard, very dazzling, very beautiful, with those glorious