绿意内敛的山头,再也留不住一片寒冰了。随着春水的歌声从云端唱到了山麓,从山麓传到了低矮的荒野,最终传到每个人的心中。然而那时我却没有感受到春日的喜悦。我和妈妈站在隧道中拼命地招手,在昏暗的灯光下,挥舞双臂。没有一辆车停下,呼呼的风声从远处的角落不时响起,不远处那两辆追尾的车打着刺眼的灯光,爸爸与一位陌生人交谈着。这一切都让我有说不出的心灰意冷。车子陆陆续续地从我眼前 Green restrained hill, no longer could not keep a piece of ice. With the singing of spring water from the cloud to the foothills, spread from the foothills to the low wilderness, and finally spread to everyone’s heart. However, I did not feel the joy of Spring at that time. My mom and I stood in the tunnel desperately waving, waving my arms in the dim light. No car stopped, the whirring of the wind sounded from time to time from far corners, not far from the two rear-end car dazzling lights, dad talking to a stranger. All this made me feel indecisive. Car one after another from my eyes