记得有这样一个习惯,坐在湖边,数着手指头,啊,又该是荷叶冒尖的时候,果真,很快就满湖冒尖了,那是一种青春的绿,淡淡的绿,是生命伊始。“小荷才露尖尖角,早有蜻蜓立上头”的景致充满了童真童趣,没几天,浓浓的绿,深深的绿占据了我的视野。荷叶仿佛伸了个懒腰,全部舒展了开来。清晨,晶莹剔透的露珠在荷叶上跳起了旋转舞,最后又俏皮地投入了湖的怀抱;傍晚,风格外清亮,满湖的荷叶手拉手跳起了舞蹈,一种生命的活力在涌动。 I remember there is such a habit, sitting on the lake, counting fingers, ah, it should be the tip of the lotus leaf, and really, soon full of plum, that is a green youth, a touch of green, is life At the beginning. “Lotus was sharp, long dragonfly stand on the head,” the scenery is full of childlike innocence, a few days, thick green, deep green occupy my field of vision. Lotus leaves as if stretching, all stretched out. Early morning, crystal clear dew in the lotus leaf jumped on the revolving dance, and finally playfully into the embrace of the lake; the evening, the style is clear, the lake lotus leaf hand in hand jumped dance, a vital energy in the surge.