春日的阳光,点亮了漫山遍野的灯盏。在高高的哀牢山分水岭上,在弯弯的歪角河畔,燃烧起一千层的雪,照亮整个山坡,亘古不散的幽香,洒满滇西巍山马鞍山龙塘村的房前屋后。此时此刻,梨花照亮的山坡,是在土地上展开的一本大书,年年岁岁都有扣人心弦的情节。于是,在春风细语相邀下,一行人挺进大山深处,一个被誉为“梨花源”的地方。一路山风轻抚,泥土芬芳,鸟鸣啾啾,还在山下,兴奋就开始了,成片成片的梨花从山脚一直向山上铺展,车在弯曲的山路上缓缓行驶,时不时就让两边的梨花吻着,心痒痒的,打开车窗,梨花淡淡的清香飘了进来,心旷神怡。一路望见的,除了梨花还是梨花,白茫 The spring sunshine, lit the lamp of the mountains and plains. On the high Ailao Mountain watershed, on the crooked crooked river, a thousand layers of snow burned to illuminate the entire hillside, and the fragrance of ancient times scattered over the front of Longtang Village in Ma On Shan, Weishan Mountain, western Yunnan House behind. At this very moment, the hillside illuminated by pear flowers is a large book on the ground and has an exciting plot every year. So, under the invitation of the spring breeze, a pedestrian into the depths of the mountains, a place known as “pear source.” All the way Shanfeng caresses, fragrant soil, tweeted birds, still under the mountain, the excitement began, into a piece of pear from the foot of the mountain has been spread to the mountain, the car slowly moving in the curved mountain, from time to time let the two sides Pear kiss, heart itch, open the window, pear fragrance faint fragrance drifted in, relaxed and happy. All the way to see, in addition to pear or pear, white