我没有朝街上走,只从后面悄悄走近自已的屋子,为的想首先见到奶奶。在我家和邻居的菜园里散落着光秃秃的旧竹竿,那里应该是摆桩的地方,却放着横七竖八的支撑架、长竿子、杂乱无章的木板条。菜园本身已“不修边幅”。它被陡坡上冲刷下的烂泥压得几乎看不出界限。当我的裤子被大牛蒡挂勾着后,我 I did not go down the street, just quietly approached their own house from the back, want to see my grandmother first. There are scattered old bamboo poles in my garden and in my neighbor’s garden, where there should be pendulums, but with a ragged frame, long poles and disorganized wooden slats. The vegetable garden itself has “no trimming.” It was pressed by the mud on the steep slopes almost can not see the boundaries. When my pants were hooked by big burdock, me