时间过得飞快,不知不觉已来农场十余年了。如今,昔日场部和连队的老院子和旧巷子大都旧貌换新颜,但那一排排没有白杨伟岸挺拔、没有杨柳婆娑多姿的沙枣树却依然倔强地挺立在农家的旮旮旯旯,挺立在连队的田间地头。记得我刚来农场时是春天,最先看到的便是生长在马路两边盘曲嶙峋的沙枣树,在大漠强劲的风沙中已苏醒过来,细嫩的新芽盎然地露出勃勃生机,给这片土地捎来春的气息。步入初夏,仿佛一夜间,密密麻麻的叶丛中挤出来喇叭状的小黄 Time flies, unwittingly come to the farm more than ten years. Today, the old field and the company’s old yard and the old alley are mostly old appearance for a new look, but that rows are not aspen stalwart, not the whimsical sand jujube trees are still stubbornly stand in the farm 旮 旮 旯 旯 旯, Standing in the field of the company field. I remember when I first came to the farm was spring, the first to see is the sand jujube tree, which grows on both sides of the road, has been awakened in the strong sand of the desert. The tender sprouts are full of vitality, giving this piece of land Send spring atmosphere. Into early summer, as if overnight, dense leaves out of the trumpet-like yellow