木梳草，这种植物特别奇怪。平时根本不会想起，但突然看见它，整个童年突然回来。

牛，土路，傍晚的风。外婆家的院子。草坡，夏天的云。

一起跟着回来。

没有刻意画得很像。如果认真观察木梳草，叶片的排列其实比这复杂得多。

我只是抓住了它最重要的神，童年的影子。

Wood Horsetail is a very strange plant.

Most of the time, I never think about it.Yet the moment I see it again, my entire childhood suddenly returns.

The cows.The dirt roads.The evening wind.

My grandmother’s courtyard.The grassy hillsides.The summer clouds.

They all come back together.

I wasn’t trying to paint it realistically.If you look closely at Wood Horsetail, the arrangement of its leaves is actually far more intricate than this.

I only tried to capture its spirit—the shadow of childhood that lives inside it.