每个夜晚,似乎都浸在润泽的桂花香中,亲切而和暖,给我无尽的安全感,就像外婆那粗糙而温暖的手,一下又一下,拂过我的脸。桂花树在梦中时隐时现,外婆的笑容也越来越模糊……惊醒。我摸着自己的脸,想起了记忆中的那棵桂树和外婆,应该有五年没有去看外婆了。 Every night, I seem to be immersed in moist sweet-scented osmanthus incense, kind and warm, give me endless sense of security, like the grandmother’s rough and warm hands, look and brush, over my face. Sweet-scented osmanthus tree hidden in the dream, grandmother’s smile is getting blurred ... awakened. I touched my face, remembered the memory of the laurel tree and grandmother, there should be no grandmother for five years.