每一缕香气,自记忆的深处款款而来,糅杂着奶奶的味道,这丝缕的清香便因此有了独特的芬芳,在岁月的流逝当中沉淀成了童年的符号。锅巴香。小时是随奶奶一起生活的。记忆深处的奶奶,总在灶台边忙碌着,柴木烧得“噼啪”响,白色的烟雾在她身边萦绕,我总静静地看着她模糊的背影。那时的奶奶身手还敏捷,头发也并不苍白, Each wisp of aroma comes from the depths of memory. It is mixed with the taste of grandmother. This fragrance of fragrance will therefore have a unique fragrance, and it will become a symbol of childhood in the passing of years. Pot Pakistani incense. The hour is with grandmother The memory of the grandmother, always busy with the hob, firewood burning “clapping ” ring, white smoke lingering around her, I always quietly looked at her fuzzy back. At that time, my grandmother skill is also agile, the hair is not pale,