1年过完了,世间万物,都长了一岁。回老家过年,上坟祭拜先祖,念叨着,告知他们:“过年了,要记得回家吃团圆饭。”活着的人、故去的人,其实,都在时光里。故去的人,其实,一直都被惦记着,从未离开。坟头荒草,乱而鲜活。它们,与先人默默为伴。光阴里,百草都是美的。 One year is over, all things in the world, are a year old. Back to their hometown, the graves worship ancestors, talking about, told them: “Chinese New Year, remember to go home to eat reunion dinner.” "Living people, so go, in fact, in time. The people who went, in fact, have always been remembered and never left. Grave grass, mess and lively. They, accompanied by their ancestors quietly. Time, all the herbs are beautiful.