我喜欢记忆中的海拉尔。春天的时候,空气中弥漫着山丁子花、稠李子花的芳香,伴着北归鸿雁的鸣叫声,残雪消融,伊敏河两岸阳光明媚,芳草萋萋,俄罗斯人修建东清铁路时栽下的榆树,冒出嫩叶新绿,头道街的无数木刻楞房的窗户里,透出烤“列巴”(俄式面包)的气息,那随风飘散的味道,仿佛醉了全城。 I like Hailar in memory. Spring time, the air was filled with flowers, thick cherry plum flowers, accompanied by the song of the North returned to the geese, snow melt, both sides of the Yimin River sunny, fragrant grass, the Russians built when the East Qing Railway Under the elm tree, emerge green leaves, the first Street Road, the innumerable wood Fang Leng room window, revealing roasted “Lebanese ” (Russian bread) atmosphere, that the smell of wind drift, as if drunk city.