我是一株柳,一棵历经沧桑的老柳树。记得几年前,我还是一粒柳絮,就被无情的狂风从家乡灞河“拐”了过来,来到这寸草不生的青海高原。其实那时候,只是因为我多看了几眼青石嶙峋、广袤无垠的青海,所以就掉在了这里。那一年,我刚来青海没多久,就下了一场雨。我喝了好多水,终于有幸萌芽了。我想:如果有一天我长得婀娜多姿,那 I am a willow, a long history of willow trees. I remember a few years ago, I was still a catkins, was mercilessly wind from his home River “Shui” over, came to this grass does not have the Qinghai Plateau. In fact, at that time, just because I saw glances at the bluestone, vast expanse of Qinghai, so I fell here. That year, I just came to Qinghai not long, it was a rain. I drank a lot of water, finally fortunate enough to sprout. I think: If one day I look graceful, that