“我去找蒿儿,做些蒿团(青团),明天你爸回来,咱家上坟。”奶奶抖了抖手里的篮子慢慢地走着,对我说,“梅梅,要不,你跟我一起去找吧!”“不了,我的作文还没榨出来呢。”我头都没抬,一口回绝。“傻丫头,说不定找到蒿儿,你的作文也就好写了呢。”我眼前一亮,这倒是个好主意。于是,我拿起小篮子跟在了奶 “I went to Artemisia child, do some artemisia (Youth League), Tomorrow you come back, our family grave. ” Grandma shaking his hand basket walked slowly, said to me, “Mei Mei , Or you go with me to find it! ”“ No, my composition has not squeezed out yet. ”I did not lift the head, a response. “Silly girl, maybe find Artemisia, your composition is also easy to write yet.” "I was a shining, it would be a good idea. So, I picked up a small basket with the milk