[干树子的春天]临近中午,这个十几户人家的小山村,在群山葱茏的怀抱中,被阳光暖暖地浸泡着,静谧而安详。这是春天,干树子的春天。梨花白了,李子花白了,萝卜花白了。桃花红了,马缨花红了,山茶花红了。油菜花黄了,迎春花黄了,地芭蕉黄了。房前屋后,田间坡地。一排排,一片片,一丛丛,开得如火如荼。把整个村子,涂抹得五彩缤纷。那些花儿,在阳光下、春风里,有的像摇曳的铃铛,有的似小巧的酒杯,有的如精致的 [Dry tree spring] near noon, the small village of more than a dozen families, in the embraced mountains, soaked in warm sunshine, quiet and serene. This is the spring, dry tree spring. Pear white, white plum, radish white. Peach red, red flowers, camellia red. Yellow rape, yellow spring periwinkle, to banana yellow. House front, the field slope. Rows of rows, a piece, a bunch of Cong, opened in full swing. The entire village, painted a colorful. Those flowers, in the sun, the spring breeze, some like swaying bells, some like small wine glass, some as exquisite