淡淡的,淡淡的,远处那绿叶丛中,淡淡的一点儿粉色,就一直这样,悄无声息的开放了。若不仔细看啊,还真的会以为,哪一片调皮的云彩,在玩儿躲猫猫呢。五月,那一排芙蓉树绿了。绿的惊艳,绿的震撼,在五月晴朗的阳光的照耀下,灿灿的生光。微风吹拂着每一片嫩叶,像是那双曾温柔地扶摸着我脑袋的手,那么温暖,那么有力。我与你在树上站立,仰头望向那么高大的你,“这是什么树?你认得吗?会开花儿吗?”你的手抚上我的发辫, A faint, faint, distant green leaf, a touch of a little pink, has been like this, quietly open. If you don’t look closely, you really think, which naughty clouds are playing hide and seek? In May, the row of hibiscus trees is green. Amazing green, green shook, shined in the bright sunshine of May. The breeze blew every leaf, like the hand that tenderly touched my head, so warm and powerful. I stood with you on the tree and looked up at you so tall. “What tree is this? Do you know it? Will it bloom?” "Your hand touches my hair,