也曾登过泰山,也曾游过黄山,也曾惊异于那名山大川的雄伟气势、秀美丰姿。但对我而言,不思量、自难忘的山,只有家乡的后山。后山,并非一个严格的地理学上的名称,只是大家约定俗成,把环绕我们县城西北一带的连绵起伏的山峦,统称为后山。至今记得,后山杏树开花的盛况。仿佛一夜之间,光秃秃的灰暗让位于千朵万朵压枝低的明媚,清冷萧瑟让位于热热闹闹争先恐后的 Have also climbed Mount Tai, Huangshan has also traveled, but also amazed at the magnificent momentum that mountain Daochuan, handsome appearance. But to me, I do not think about it. The unforgettable mountain is only the back hill of my hometown. Back mountain, not a strict geographical name, but we agree that the rolling hills surrounding the northwest of our county, collectively referred to as the back hill. As far as I can remember, after the apricot blossom grand occasion. As if overnight, the bare gray left in the tens of thousands of pressure sticks low bright, cold bleak let in the hot rushed vying