二月的天透明且干净,撕碎了冬,春天也就悄然躲在每个人的身后,路边的梧桐树,街角不知名的野花,都在尽情享用春天赋予的生机。公园里多了晨练的人,舞刀弄剑的小老太,松树下练太极的快乐老头,骑着单车摇摇晃晃穿梭于人群中的小丫头,个个都让匆忙行走的路人羡慕不已。时间马不停蹄地向前奔驰,我坐在上面看着过往的人群,感觉逍遥自在。 The February day was transparent and clean, shredded with winter, and spring was quietly hiding behind everyone. The roadside trees and the wildflowers that are not known on the streets were all enjoying the vitality that spring gave. People in the park who had morning exercises, old ladies with swords and swords, happy old men practicing Tai Chi under the pine trees, and little girls staggering through the bicycles on bicycles were all envious of passers-by who rushed to walk. Time flew forward non-stop. I sat above and watched the passing crowd and felt free.