After the Dragon Boat Festival, I took my parents and children back to my hometown to play and set foot on a familiar homeland. The natural green blanket has been spread all the way to the horizon, the sheep that have just been sheared are full of joy, and the spring water is still so sweet and delicious ... The tension in my hometown is suddenly released in the fresh air, and every cell of my body is integrated into the natural and harmonious atmosphere of heaven and earth.
When I came to the Suobian forest in the desert, a strong smell of fresh wormwood suddenly came to my nose. "This year's wormwood grows very well," my father said quietly. I looked at wormwood full of sand ditches and was at a loss: there were so many wormwood in my hometown, which grew and withered year after year, and then waited for me to come back and "recognize my relatives." I was forgetful, and the memory of my childhood and wormwood was suddenly awakened: I remembered that in the summer when I was a child, my hardworking grandfather carried a large bundle of wormwood to smoke mosquitoes for cattle and sheep, and my grandmother twisted the wormwood leaves collected before sunrise on the Dragon Boat Festival into thin threads, telling us not to attract insects and mosquitoes for a year, and the wall of the gazebo was hung with dried wormwood all the year round to ward off evil spirits ...... Many interesting stories about my childhood were replayed in the memory of wormwood.
Under the guidance of my parents, I made it clear that the wormwood in Shapo is dry wormwood, and its color is gray, which is a little difficult to distinguish from the surrounding bitter bean seedlings and wormwood leaves; Like green grass, wormwood on the grass is mixed in the grass. The medicinal effect of Artemisia argyi leaves is stronger than that of Artemisia argyi leaves. Now that I think about it, our childhood, when we were never sick, had a lot to do with smelling the air of wormwood and drinking the water with wormwood flavor every day. In the years when I forgot Ai, my body also sent a signal of discomfort, which seemed to be fighting me.
Everyone has a childhood that he can't go back to. However, the smell of Ai was hidden in his memory. After years of changes, it was finally unsealed again this summer.