一团熊熊燃烧的火焰,映衬着大道两旁翠绿的春山,像是三月的映山红,吐出血也似的花朶,扑入眼帘。而在不远的十字街头,又见到5颗晶莹剔透的水滴,像是落在树叶上的水珠,依恋不舍地长留在碧水长流的昌江之畔,静静地一动不动,那样动人。 A group of flaming fire, against the green road on both sides of the Spring Hill, such as March azalea, spit bleeding like flowers, threw himself. And in the cross street not far, but also to see five crystal clear water droplets, like drops of water falling on the leaves, reluctantly to stay long in the clear water of the Changjiang River, quietly motionless, so touching .