两棵花

庭内有一棵花，之所以称为一棵花，是因为那是棵高大的槐树。高高大大地立在蓝天下，清清爽爽地撑开一片天地来。清晨的雾太浓，花便一嘟噜一嘟噜地拥着挤着。花气太浓，浓成馥郁的白，又一丝丝一缕缕浸润在澄澈的风中，松疏有致地垂落下来，叮叮铛铛地摇成阳光中薄的风铃。

There is a flower in the court. It is called a flower because it is a tall locust tree. Standing high and big under the blue sky, the sky is clear and refreshing. In the early morning, the fog was so thick that the flowers clung to each other. The air of flowers is too strong, and it becomes rich white. Another thread is infiltrated in the clear wind. It falls down loosely and tinkles into thin wind bells in the sun.

这样美的花，每个三月惹起多少孩子的欣悦与向往。

Such beautiful flowers arouse the joy and yearning of many children every March.

然而我的小表妹却说了：“我要种棵一样的花。”

But my little cousin said, "I want to plant the same flowers."

“那乐乐要种什么花呢？”我逗她。

"What kind of flowers does Lele want?" I teased her.

她在院中巡视一番后，指着角落里一个土灰的花盆说：“喏，就它了。”

After a tour of the courtyard, she pointed to a dusty flowerpot in the corner and said, "here it is."

我一看，差点笑倒。那是盆半死不活的文竹，被妈妈弃置一旁。且莫说那细瘦绵软的茎，琐碎细小的叶和有气无力的气韵，单只文竹能不能开出花了，就够我的小表妹研究的了。

I almost laughed when I saw it. It was a pot of half dead bamboo, abandoned by my mother. I can't say that the thin and soft stem, the tiny leaves and the powerless charm, whether a single bamboo can blossom, is enough for my little cousin to study.

“不可能。你要知道文竹是文竹，槐树是槐树，文竹永远成不了花。”

"No way. You should know that Wenzhu is Wenzhu, Huaishu is Huaishu, and Wenzhu will never be a flower. "

乐乐板着小脸，一声不吭。独自一人呼哧呼哧地把花搬到自己的“势力范围”内。

The music is flat faced and silent. He moved the flowers to his "sphere of influence" by himself.

从此，窗外是妖娆的槐树，窗内是病恹恹的文竹。

Since then, the window is enchanting locust tree, the window is sick of bamboo.

春天过去了。杨树依依，细草茵茵，纸鸳飘飘，孩童笑闹。只有我的小表妹一人制定养花计划，严格执行，决不偷懒。

Spring is over. Poplar, grass, Mandarin paper, children laugh. My little cousin is the only one who makes the flower plan and strictly implements it. She will never be lazy.

夏天过去了。荷香乡阵阵，虫鸣声声，处处花繁，枝枝叶茂。只有我的小表妹一人爱花护花，松土浇水。

Summer is over. Lotus Township bursts, the sound of insects, flowers everywhere, leafy branches. My little cousin is the only one who loves flower protection and watering.

秋天过去了。秋风瑟瑟，落叶层层，果实累累，稻香撩人。只有我的小表妹一人对花谈心，望花成痴。

Autumn is over. Autumn wind rustle, leaves layer upon layer, fruits, rice tantalizing. My little cousin is the only one who talks about flowers and looks at them.

冬天过去了。白雪皑皑，琼枝树树，万物寂寂，齐家欢聚。只有我的小表妹对花相坐，两相陪伴。

Winter is over. Snow white, qiongzhi trees, all things quiet, family reunion. Only my little cousin sits with the flowers and accompanies them.

又是一年春至。乐乐的花没养成，人先病到了。二妈对我说：“真是！养什么劳什子花，一草要能成花，还不成了笑话？”无语。

It's another spring. The flower of Lele has not been cultivated, so people get sick first. The second mother said to me, "really! What kind of flower should be raised? If a grass can become a flower, it will not become a joke? " Speechless.

我去看她时，正是三月槐花盛。我怕她难过，便拉上帘子。她喊：“别关别关，姐姐去把我的花抱来。”

When I went to see her, it was in March when Sophora blossoms. I was afraid that she would be sad, so I drew the curtain. "Don't shut it, don't shut it," she cried. "My sister is going to bring my flowers."

依言。她指着文竹说：“好看不，我的花？”我心想，哪有什么花，莫不是烧糊涂了？她又指着刚发的芽尖说：“那不是花？”茎尖处将开未开，似绽未绽，一丝丝绿意从中心沁出，当真是花。我眼中一热，抱住她说：“是花，文竹和槐树是两棵一样美的花。”

In other words. She pointed to the bamboo and said, "look good, my flower?" I thought to myself, where is there any flower? Is it because I am confused? She pointed to the bud and said, "that's not a flower?" The tip of the stem will not open, like it does not open, a little green from the center, it is really a flower. In my eyes, I hugged her and said, "it's a flower. Bamboo and locust are two beautiful flowers."

窗外窗内，暗香浮动。

Outside the window, the fragrance floats.