在一个寒冷的冬天的早上,我不情愿地穿上厚重的衣服起床了。一出门,一阵清香扑面而来。那香味既不刺鼻,也不浓郁。就那么若即若离地弥漫在空气中,与雪的味道交杂着。那是什么味道?竟如此令人心醉。跟随着香气把我带到了一个花园旁,走近一看,原来是傲霜立雪的蜡梅。她们像害羞的小姑娘,藏在枝丫中;又像夜空中 On a cold winter morning I reluctantly wore thick clothes to get up. A home, a burst of fragrance blowing. The fragrance is neither pungent nor rich. It is so ambiguous in the air, mixed with the taste of snow. What is that flavor? It is so enchanting. Followed by the aroma brought me to a garden, closer look, the original is proud of cream snow wax plum. They are like shy little girls, hiding in branches, and like the night sky