据说有一种草,它有一个非常美丽的名字叫“萱草”。古人把它种在母亲的堂前,当它开出一片金灿灿的小花时,母亲就不再有忧愁了。而这种草,也因此有了一个更美丽的名称——忘忧草。小时候,每每看见母亲为繁琐的生活所累,眉宇间掠过一丝隐隐的愁绪时,总是天真地希望自己能变成一株小小的忘忧草,灿烂地开在母亲面前,用淡淡的芳香,温暖母亲疲倦的心。儿时的梦想随着岁月的风尘渐渐远去。长大的我远离家乡在外工作,每当夜半月圆或是微雨敲窗之时,眼前总是浮现母亲慈爱的面容,依稀中仿佛望见母亲倚门盼归 It is said that there is a grass that has a very beautiful name called “Hemerocallis”. The ancients put it in front of the mother’s church, when it opened a golden flower, the mother no longer have sorrow. And this grass, so there is a more beautiful name - forget you grass. When I was young, I often saw my mother tired for the tedious life. When my brow crossed a faint gloom, I was always naïve to hope that I could turn into a little forgetting grass and open it in front of my mother splendidly. Aromatic, warm Mother tired heart. Childhood dreams with the years of dust away gradually. When I grew up, I was far away from home and worked outside. Whenever I had a full moonlight or a light rain knocking on the window, my mother’s loving face always appeared in front of me.