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1“没有花香,没有树高,我是一棵无人知道的小草……”童稚的歌声在仲春的阳光里飘荡。孩子们在草坪上边跑边唱,在春风里燃烧着青春火焰。妻在草坪上寻找着什么,又像是在欣赏着什么。我在草坪上席地而坐,享受春风和阳光,欣赏歌里赞颂的这些平凡普通的无名小草。仲春阳光,晒得人格外舒服。远处,四围高山,犹如天柱,支撑着蓝宝石般的天空。蓝天上纤尘不染,偶尔飘过几朵洗净翅膀的白云,如同一首温暖的儿歌,在悠悠然荡漾。
1 “No floral, no tree height, I am a no one knows the grass ... ” Childish singing in mid-spring sunshine drifting. The children sang and ran while singing on the lawn, burning youthful flames in the spring breeze. Wife looking for something on the lawn, but also like what is appreciated. I sit on the lawn and enjoy the spring breeze and the sunshine, admiring the ordinary common nameless grass praised by the song. Zhongchun sunshine, sun was extremely comfortable. In the distance, surrounded by mountains, like Tianzhu, supporting the sapphire sky. Dust on the blue sky is not stained, and occasionally drifting off a few wash the wings of white clouds, as a warm song, in the leisurely waves.