细想起来,那天没有太阳,沈阳城的天空素净得像一件月白大衫,不经初夏橘黄阳光的染色,看上去清爽而平展。我坐在大巴车的窗口,看街边葱茏的树木不间断游走。竟发现,这里的柳枝儿正翠,桃花儿正红,槐花儿正白,春味儿正浓,春天的故事正在发生。感叹,我们河南豫东平原的春天已去,小麦正努力在夏阳里吱吱灌浆,我却转身在东北重见春花。欣喜一夜的路途,竟又追上了春天,心底生发出莫名的感动。车在沈阳市铁西区卫工北街路口停下, In retrospect, there was no sun that day, and the sky in Shenyang City was as clear as a white shirt. Without the early summer orange stain, it looked refreshing and flat. I sat in the window of the bus, watching the trees on the streets uninterrupted walk. Actually found that here’s willow branches are Tsui, peach is red, white flowers are Sophora japonica, the spring is full of children, the story of the spring is taking place. Sigh, we have gone to the spring in Henan East Plain has gone, wheat is struggling to creak in the summer sun, I turned around and see spring flowers in the Northeast. Rejoicing overnight journey, actually catch up with the spring, my heart gave birth to inexplicable move. Cars in Shenyang Tiexi District Wei Gong North Street junction stopped,