立冬,蜡梅打朵了。在灰色的枝条上,拱出无数的小点点。米粒大,麻麻小。它跟树枝一样的颜色,完全是写意的性质。它悄悄告诉人们:我萌动了。小雪,蜡梅的骨朵渐大,宛如一粒料的绿豆,遍布枝条。它长得坚硬实在,在满树黄叶的遮掩下,若不经意,很难见其真容。大雪,蜡梅的骨朵膨胀到极致,好像一粒粒的黄豆,饱满充实。此刻的黄叶,已纷纷飘落,像传单一样翻飞,颇有一种悲壮的情调。它毫无保留地、把空间全部腾给花们。此刻的蜡梅跃跃欲试,已做好闪亮登场的准备。个别性急的,已率先绽放。整棵树木虽只有三朵五朵,零零星星的,但它毕竟打破了冬季以来的沉寂和缄默。冬至,真正的冬天到来了,开始进入数九寒天了,蜡梅苏醒了,渐次开放。是雪唤醒了、催生了她吗?我想,定是她按照自己的步调、自己的节奏,不急不躁,次第开放。 Li Dong, wintersweet plum. On the gray branches, there are countless tiny spots. Large grains, Ma Ma small. It is the same color as the branches, completely freehand nature. It quietly told people: I sprouted. Light snow, waxy buds gradually larger, like a green bean, all over the branches. It looks hard indeed, under the cover of yellow leaves, if inadvertently, it is difficult to see its true content. Snow, wax plum bone swelling to the extreme, like a grain of soybeans, full full. Yellow leaves at the moment, have been falling, fly like a flyer, quite a tragic mood. It unreservedly put all the space to flowers. At the moment of wax plum eager, has made its debut preparations. Individual urgency, has taken the lead in bloom. Although the whole tree only three five, sporadic, but after all, it broke the silence and silence since winter. Winter solstice, the arrival of a real winter, began to enter the number of cold days, waxy woke up, gradually open. Is snow aroused, gave birth to her? I think, will be her in accordance with their own pace, their own pace, not hurry, second times open.