清河的柳,是永远不知道吝惜绿色的。残冬渐杳,她便在这明朗的晴光中舒展开来了。借着风势,悄悄甩出几绦绿星,进而笼起烟岚,幻出一镜绿影,俏丽而空灵。这时候,绿是一种心情,更是一种境界。眨眼之间,润红的柳丝上,已钉满了毛茸茸的芽儿。随即,在这霭霭的烟岚中,剪出黄绿的眉眼儿。帘卷童声,惊飞了隔叶的黄鹂,溅起阵阵涟漪,慢慢地荡漾开去。高柳夹堤,皴擦成峻秀的小岭,翠瀑飞泉,流浓走淡,泼泼洒洒,滚入淩淩的清河,染绿了 Qinghe Liu, is never know begrudging green. After the winter getting worse, she will be in this clear sunny stretch in the future. By the wind, quietly thrown a few sash green star, and then cage smoke Lan, magic out of a green shadow, pretty and ethereal. At this time, green is a kind of mood, but also a kind of realm. Between the blink of an eye, the reddish rose wire has been filled with hairy buds. Immediately, cut the yellow-green eyebrows in the misty lavender. Curtain children voice, scared off the leaves of the Orioles, splashing ripples, slowly rippling away. High Willow embankment, 皴 rubbed Jun jun show Xiaoling, Cui waterfall Fequan, stream thick walk light, splashed, into the Ling Ling Qinghe, dyed green