春天来了,你听到了吗?25年前,我还是一个稚气未脱的小姑娘,常常在春天里,去村西的高地上挖苦菜。过完二月,太阳格外地暖起来。柳条像抹了油,软软地垂着。冻土泛出潮气,变得松软软的。空气中有一种若有若无的气息,懵懂的少年的心头总像有小雀在跃着,啊,春天来了,苦菜长出来了!左邻右舍的小伙伴们,常常选一个暖和稳当的天气,挎着小篮,去村西的高地上挖野菜。高地柔和地起伏着,刺芽儿、耢莱、油蝶、 Did you hear it when spring came on? I was still a childish girl, 25 years ago, often digging vegetables in the spring in the highlands of the village. After February, the sun is exceptionally warm. Wickets smeared like oil, softly drooping. Permafrost flooded the tide, became soft and soft. There is a kind of Ruoyouruowu breath in the air, ignorant juvenile’s mind always like a small bird leaping, ah, spring is coming, bitter vegetables grow out! Neighbors, the small companions, often choose a warm and stable The weather, leaving a small basket, to dig the wild west of the village of wild vegetables. High ground gently with ups and downs, prick bud children, Nao Lai, oil butterfly,