不论平地与山尖,无限风光尽被占。采得百花成蜜后,为谁辛苦为谁甜?每当想起唐朝诗人罗隐的这首《蜂》,就会想到我家枣树上那些可爱的小蜜蜂。又是一年枣树开花时,那青青的绿绿的树叶中间,又密密麻麻地盛开了白色的小米粒般大小的枣花,一种清新淡雅的香气溢满了整个庭院。“嗡嗡嗡……”在那棵枝繁叶茂的枣树中间,无数的小蜜蜂忙碌开了。它们振动着透明的小翅膀,在枣树花丛中飞来飞去,细长的“携粉足”上沾满了黄黄的花粉。在这棵高大的枣树上有几个 Both flat and mountain tip, unlimited scenery to be accounted for. After collecting flowers into honey, who is hard for whom sweet? Whenever I think of this song “bee” of the Tang Dynasty poet Luo Yin, will think of my lovely jujube tree bees. Another year jujube flowering, the green leaves of the middle and dense, and densely covered with white millet-sized jujube flowers, a fresh and elegant aroma overflowing the entire courtyard. “Buzzing ... ” Among the leafy jujube trees, numerous bees busy. They vibrate with transparent little wings, flew in jujube flowers, slender “carrying pink feet” stained with yellowish yellow pollen. There are a few tall trees in this tall tree