一棵埋在泥土里的嫩芽,经历了冰霜雪雨寒冷的浸洗后,满怀着断续的希望和永久的无奈,终于等到积雪融化了,大地松软了,泥土里透过了春雨留下的气息,尽管那场雨很小,这时候,她才感到生命的存在和延续。嫩芽弯着白璧无瑕的身躯,总想昂首挺胸透视初春的晨曦。嫩芽经过不懈努力,终于顶起土块,穿破尘埃,顽强地从土里钻出来,嫩嫩的,胖胖的,她喜出望外,一时不知所措;她兴 A buried in the soil of the bud, after a frost and snow drenched cold dip, full of intermittent hope and permanent helplessness, and finally until the snow melted, the earth softened, the soil through the spring rain stay Under the breath, though that rain is very small, this time, she felt the existence and continuity of life. Buds bend the perfect white body, always want to stand tall chest early morning dawn. After years of unremitting efforts bud, finally jacking up clods, wear dust, tenaciously drilled from the soil, tender, fat, she overjoyed, temporary overwhelmed; She Xing