在我的家乡,艾蒿随处可见。房前屋后,菜园边,水井旁,田间地头,目光前,视野外,都有它的身影。每每夏天,那贫瘠的乡村土地上,艾蒿就要青葱地繁茂起来,给枯瘦的故乡染上绿色,给故乡的春天铺展一片绿。我对艾蒿产生情感是在异乡里的一次偶然邂逅。我刚参加工作不久,离家不远,去城也近,但我总觉得飘摇不定,找不到前进的方向,也没有追求向往的力量,终日徘徊 In my hometown, Artemisia can be seen everywhere. House front, the kitchen edge, next to the well, the field of land, eyes, field of vision, it has its shadow. Every summer, that barren rural land, mugwort mulberry trees will lush up to the skinny home-dyed green, spread to the hometown of spring a green. My emotions to mugwort is an accidental encounter in a foreign land. I just joined the work soon, not far from home, to the city is also near, but I always felt uncertain, can not find the way forward, nor the pursuit of longing for power, hovering all day long