家乡的传统,远嫁的女儿回娘家,家人总要做些什么让女儿带回婆家去。于是,奶奶拿出了封存已久的艾草。这是春天的艾草,沉睡多时,此刻却在午间炙热的阳光下,渐渐苏醒,草木的芬芳萦绕心头。藏青色的磨石渐渐洗出清澈的泉水,于是沉浸在清水中的糯米粒一勺一勺被舀进石磨,溢出纯白的米浆。米浆一层一层遮住藏青,在磨槽中盘旋,终于寻得出口,潺潺而下。火柴刺的一声放出 Hometown tradition, marry the daughter back to her parents, her family always have to do something to bring her daughter to go to her husband’s home. As a result, Grandma took out the sealed wormwood. This is the spring of wormwood, sleeping for a long time, but now in the midday sun, gradually wake up, the fragrance of vegetation lingering. Nylon blue stone gradually wash out the clear spring, so immersed in water, a spoonful of glutinous rice was scoop into the stone mill, spilled white rice syrup. Rice straw layer by layer to cover the dark blue, hovering in the trough, and finally find the exit, gurgling down. A stick of thorns release