22/07/2026
昨天报纸刊登了上星期记者来农场采访的文章。主题是可食用花卉。
看到文章出来的时候，心里有一种很奇妙的感觉。
因为突然想到，早在 13 年前，妈妈也曾经因为花草，上过本地电视节目《寻花探草》。
Yesterday, the newspaper published the article from last week’s farm interview. The topic was edible flowers.
Seeing it in print gave me a strange little feeling — because 13 years ago, my mother was also featured on a local TV programme about plants and herbs.
有兴趣去看：https://www.chinapress.com.my/20260721/%e7%9c%8b%e5%a5%bd%e6%96%87%ef%bc%9a%e5%bf%83%e8%a7%81%e9%97%bb%ef%bd%9c%e8%83%bd%e8%b5%8f%e4%b9%9f%e8%83%bd%e5%b0%9d-%e9%a3%9f%e7%94%a8%e8%8a%b1%e5%8d%89%e6%b7%bb%e9%a4%90%e6%a1%8c%e7%bc%a4%e7%ba%b7/
只可惜，找不到那条 13 年前的完整影片了。现在只能找到当时相关的文字记录。
Sadly, I could not find the full video from 13 years ago anymore. Only the written article remains.
那时的我还真是乳臭未干，根本就是无药可救，还找羊打架，现在看回去，只想问：你到底在做什么？真的神经病。什么花草，什么草药，什么可食用花卉，基本上都还没有什么感觉。我自己都料不到今天，轮到我把这些花草故事讲给记者听。
Back then, I was still very young and very clueless. Flowers, herbs, edible plants — none of it really meant much to me yet. I was more interested in disturbing the goat.
Looking back now, I really have to ask myself: what exactly were you doing?
And somehow, years later, I am the one explaining these plant stories to a journalist.
我妈很害羞。如果她发现我放了她很漂亮的照片，应该会念我很久。所以最多只能放侧面。
每次我很兴奋地跟她说：“我找到一个很特别的品种。” 她通常只是很淡定地在园里一指：“那里不是有了吗？”
原来很多花草，她早就种过、玩过、研究过。后来年纪大了，还去上草药课、考试、做笔记。那种热爱，是真的热爱。
My mother is quite shy. If she finds out I posted a beautiful photo of her, I may get a long lecture. So this is the most I dare to show.
Every time I get excited about a new plant variety, she usually just points somewhere in the garden and says, “Isn’t it already there?” Turns out, many of the plants I thought were new, she had already grown, tried, studied, or forgotten about long before me. Even as she grew older, she still attended herbal classes, took exams, and wrote notes. That kind of love for plants is real.
我妈是图书管理系出身的。所以她对秩序、分类和美感，真的有自己一套。
她的花园看起来有点野，有点乱，但又很舒服。以前我看不懂。现在慢慢发现，很多东西不是突然学会的。是在一次次走进花园、走进土地、走进她留下来的审美和经验里，慢慢长出来的。
My mother studied library science, so she has her own way of seeing order, categories, and beauty. Her garden may look a little wild. A little messy. But somehow, it feels right.
I did not understand it when I was younger. Now I realise that some things are not taught directly. They grow slowly in you — each time you walk through the garden, touch the soil, and begin to understand the beauty and experience someone quietly left behind.
有些传承，不是坐下来教的。
是你走在田里，走在花草之间，很多年以后，才慢慢看懂的。
我也是那种很传统的亚洲男人，不太会直接表达爱。所以就这样吧。
Some forms of inheritance are not taught by sitting down and explaining everything. You understand them slowly — by walking through the farm, through the flowers and herbs, year after year.
I am also the kind of person who is not very good at expressing love directly. So that's it.
