抬头见山,山岭上长满了映山红。映山红多了,乡人们就喜欢把它们砍下来做柴火。映山红做柴火是再合适不过了,蓬蓬勃勃的一簇,枝枝杈杈的很多,晒干了又极脆,连着干透了的叶一起塞进灶膛里,火一点就着,“噼噼啪啪”的烧得十分响亮,很有点过年放鞭炮的感觉。那时的我很担心大家都在烧,总有一天会烧完的。然而一年一年的过去,岭上的映山红依旧,逢到花开时节,红彤彤的一片,宛如西天的彩霞落到了人间。外婆跟我说,映山红是烧不完的,因为它有根,只要根在,来年春天又会 Look up to see the mountains covered with azaleas. More azaleas, townspeople like to cut them off to do firewood. Azalea do firewood is a good fit, and thriving cluster, many twigs branches, dried and crisp, with the dried leaves stuffed into the hearth together, the fire is on the point, “噼Crappling ”burning very loud, a little New Year firecrackers feeling. At that time, I was very worried that everyone was burning and one day it would burn out. However, the year-long past, the azaleas still on the ridge, every season to bloom, a glowing red, like the color of the sky on the West day falls to the earth. Grandma told me that azalea is endless, because it has roots, as long as the root in the spring of next year will be