胡杨每年都会收获一季金黄的色彩,那种色彩是天堂的色彩,那种声音是大地上波澜壮阔的浪潮。胡杨一千年枝繁叶茂,一千年衍生不死,一千年默然站立,一千年虽死不倒,一千年历尽荣枯,一千年倒下不朽。经历了人世间的风雨侵蚀和沧桑巨变,它只保留了对理想的虔诚和思考。三千年光辉,日月在落叶中行走,如箭的一瞬,看不见的锋芒,正穿过我们一生,十万星辰穿云破雾,一身壮烈,把生与死的真谛唤 Populus harvest golden season every season, the color is the color of paradise, the kind of sound is the magnificent wave of the earth. Populus a thousand years flourish, a thousand years derived undead, silently standing for a thousand years, although a thousand years of death does not fall, a thousand years of prosperity and prosperity, thousand years fall immortality. Experienced by the world’s storm erosion and vicissitudes tremendous changes, it only retained the ideal of piety and thinking. Three thousand years of glory, the sun and the moon walking in the leaves, such as the arrow of the moment, the invisible edge, is through our lives, thousands of stars through the clouds fog, a heroic, the truth of life and death