一一只苇莺的嘹亮的歌总是在夏天萦绕着我。深深的芦苇林,那里清脆的鸣叫声更像流水之声。它是流云、雨水、阳光、湖泊、树林、青草、蘑菇、绿叶、虫鸣的集合体——而我听出的真实声音,是母亲轻轻俯下身子,呵护着一天天长大的孩子们。而我听出,每一只苇莺,唱出的甜蜜的歌儿,是对生命的赞美,对大自然的热爱,对母亲的感恩。二仰望云天,阳光沐浴万物,让沧桑的大地起死回生。神说:“要有光!”于是就有了光。光彩的云天神斧鬼工,雕刻着时光这颗璞玉。大地熠熠生辉。三五谷丰登的原野,跑着心灵一样自由的马匹。枣红色的马匹,扬起了要到远方的马蹄 The loud songs of the reed warbler always haunt me in the summer. Deep reed forest, where crisp sounds more like the sound of water. It is a collection of clouds, rain, sunshine, lakes, woods, grass, mushrooms, greenery and insects - and the real voice I heard was that the mother gently leaned over to care for the growing children . And I heard that every sweetheart or song sung by a reed warbler is a compliment to life, a love for nature, and a grateful mother. Second, looking at the sky, the sun bathed everything, so vicissitudes of the earth back to life. God said: “There should be light!” Then there will be light. Glorious sky God ax, ghost carved this time of the jade. The earth is shining. San Francisco Valley harvest field, running the same spirit free horse. The maroon raises the horseshoe to the far side