在我家附近的公园里,有一条清澈见底的小河,小河旁边长满了婀娜多姿的柳树。早春二月,背阴处的冰雪还未化尽,冬的寒意还未全消,柳树却早已抽出一条条青翠的枝条,吐露出一簇簇嫩绿的新芽,迎接春姑娘的到来。一株株柳树在微风中摆动着柔软的枝条,轻轻地擦过河面,像美丽的姑娘在对着如镜的河面优雅地梳妆。啊,“不知细叶谁裁出,二月春风似剪刀”。 In the park near my house, there is a crystal clear river, next to the river is full of graceful willow trees. In early spring, the snow and ice in the shade have not yet been exhausted. The winter chill has not yet been eliminated. The willow has long drawn out green vermilion branches that show a sprouting of green buds to welcome the arrival of the spring girl. A willow tree swinging soft branches in the breeze, gently rub the river, like a beautiful girl dressing gracefully on the river facing the mirror. Ah, “I do not know who cut leaves, February spring like scissors ”.