一到夏天,院子里的木槿就开花。母亲一见洁白的木槿花,眼里便蓄满泪水,嘴唇哆嗦着说:“我那时好糊涂,好糊涂。”母亲的声音抖个不停,泪水也从眼眶里溢出来,爬满了她坑坑洼洼的脸。母亲又给我讲木槿花的故事。这故事,母亲不知讲过多少遍,我的耳朵早已听出茧了。但我不能惹母亲生气,坐在母亲身边默默地听。那年你5岁……木槿花根本不能作中药,廖医生却收购了我家半麻袋木槿花…… As soon as summer, the hibiscus blooms in the yard. My mother saw a white hibiscus flower, his eyes full of tears, his lips shivering: “I was so confused, so confused. ” Mother’s voice shook, tears streaming from the eyes, climb Full of her bumpy face. My mother told me the story of hibiscus flower. This story, my mother did not know how many times, my ears have heard of cocoon. But I can not make my mother angry, sitting silently listening to my mother. That year you were 5 years old ... Hibiscus flower can not be used as traditional Chinese medicine, but Dr. Liao bought my home half-burlap hibiscus flower ......