奶奶慈祥的笑靥，漫山生长的野菜，熟悉的乡土，每每想起总让我心里荡起层层温暖的涟漪，久久不散。
My grandmother's kind smile, the wild vegetables growing in the mountains, and the familiar countryside always make me feel warm ripples in my heart, which linger for a long time.
犹记儿时，每至初春，奶奶总会提着麻袋，携着幼小的我，在故乡的田野中寻觅野菜的身影。初春的山坡上，漫山遍野地生长着野菜，它们占领这片土地，虽不起眼，但处处野蛮生长，翠绿矮小，一片片叶子伸展似是一个个精神抖擞的小精灵。
I still remember when I was a child, every early spring, my grandmother would carry a burlap bag and carry me young, searching for wild vegetables in the fields of my hometown. On the slopes of early spring, wild vegetables grow all over the mountains, occupying this land. Although inconspicuous, they grow wildly everywhere, green and short, with leaves stretching out like spirited little elves.
我随着奶奶走进田野，微风徐徐，空气中酝酿着新翻的泥土的气息，混着独属于野菜那清香的味道。奶奶弯下腰，在一小撮野菜中挑挑拣拣，却只掐取最新鲜的叶子，我跟奶奶身后不及奶奶细心，总是将野菜连根拔起，奶奶看到我手中带根的野菜，总会笑着道：“囡囡，野菜不要全部拔了，要留着它的根，来年才会有更多的野菜。”作文网 ZuoWenBa.Net
I followed my grandmother into the fields, with a gentle breeze and the scent of freshly turned soil brewing in the air, mixed with the unique fragrance of wild vegetables. Grandma bent down and picked among a small group of wild vegetables, but only picked the freshest leaves. My grandmother and I were not as careful behind her, always uprooting the wild vegetables. When my grandmother saw the wild vegetables with roots in my hand, she would always smile and say, "Miss, don't uproot all the wild vegetables. Keep their roots, and there will be more wild vegetables next year
奶奶喜欢将野菜制成馅，包成包子，香甜软糯的白面包裹着略苦的野菜，甜中带苦，苦中杂甜，让人意犹未尽。每次包野菜包子，奶奶也会包几个白糖包子给我。白糖包子甜得直沁人心，奶奶看着我吃包子享受的样子，娓娓絮叨：“这野菜包子似是人生，苦后回甘，不知比那甜腻腻的白糖包子好上多少。”爷爷也会笑着打趣道：“你奶奶就是以前受的苦太多，不会享福。”
Grandma likes to make fillings from wild vegetables and wrap them into buns. The sweet and soft white flour wraps around the slightly bitter wild vegetables, with a mix of sweetness and bitterness, leaving people wanting more. Every time I make wild vegetable buns, my grandmother also makes a few white sugar buns for me. The white sugar buns are so sweet that they touch my heart. My grandmother watched me enjoy eating the buns and whispered, "This wild vegetable bun seems like life. After suffering, it turns sweet. I don't know how much better it is than that sweet and greasy white sugar bun." My grandfather would also laugh and joke, "Your grandmother just suffered too much in the past and won't enjoy happiness
后来我随着母亲去了城里上学，很少能吃上包子。但每逢过节，妈妈将爷爷奶奶接来时，奶奶每次都会从故乡特地带回野菜包子，还是以前的味道，却多了一丝乡土的气息，我也早已不是那个爱吃甜腻腻糖包子的小女孩了，我没吃过什么苦，却也爱上了这苦后回甘的野菜包子。
Later, I went to school in the city with my mother and rarely had the chance to eat steamed buns. But every festival, when my mother brings my grandparents over, my grandmother always brings back wild vegetable buns from her hometown. They still have the same taste as before, but with a hint of local flavor. I am no longer the little girl who loves to eat sweet and greasy steamed buns. I have never experienced much hardship, but I have also fallen in love with these wild vegetable buns that turn sweet after hardship.
再后来，农村城镇化建设，老宅建成了奶奶口中的“鸽子笼”，但奶奶并不像想象中那么悲伤，依旧如往常一样里外忙碌着。每次回乡，奶奶还是会带我爬上山坡，远远地望着那片土地，夕阳西下，看倦鸟归林，看车水马龙，看繁华喧嚣。
Later on, with the construction of rural urbanization, the old house was built into what the grandmother called a "pigeon cage", but the grandmother was not as sad as imagined and was still busy inside and outside as usual. Every time I go back to my hometown, my grandmother still takes me to climb up the mountain slope, gazing at the land from afar. The sun sets, watching tired birds return to the forest, watching the bustling traffic, and watching the hustle and bustle.
“向前看，就像野菜，来年又是漫山遍野”，奶奶的语气又轻又缓，夕阳落在他的身上，泛起层层柔光，我的心被猝不及防的牵动，那“苦后回甘”的道理，那顽强生长的野菜，那片乡土，那些我满心眷恋的人和事，跨过春花夏雨，荡过秋风冬月，给我温暖，给我前行的力量。
Looking ahead, it's like wild vegetables that will cover the mountains and fields again next year, "Grandma's tone was light and gentle. The sunset fell on him, casting layers of soft light, and my heart was unexpectedly moved. The principle of" returning to sweetness after hardship, "the tenacious growth of wild vegetables, the land, the people and things I deeply love, crossed the spring flowers and summer rain, swayed through the autumn wind and winter moon, gave me warmth and the strength to move forward.