当最后的一缕树挂,被灵动的麻雀翅膀扇落;当一夜春风吹颂,雪白梨花压满枝头;当大地褪去白色沧桑霞帔翠绿时,春姑娘一袭轻装悄悄然向我们走来。那寒日里冰雪覆盖的冰面上传来的胶轮碾压积雪的声音,那呼出蒸气霜白了全身的马儿抖落身躯,铃铛响叮当的声音,那刮得昏天黑地,宛如千军万马的白毛风吼叫声,还依稀在她的耳畔回响,若有若无,又瞬间固化,一个不经意间,隐藏在她的眉角和鬓梢儿。双眸闪烁精灵般碧蓝色的光,像是经了深 When the last ray of the tree is hung, it is slapped by the sparrow’s wings; when the night’s spring breeze blows, the snow-white pear flowers are full of branches; when the earth fade white and the spring and autumn are green, the spring girl comes quietly to us. That cold day in the ice covered ice covered rubber roller compacted snow voice, that exhaled steam cream white body shake off the body, the sound of bells ringing, it shakes faintest, like a mighty force White hair whistling horse, but also faintly echoed in her ears, Ruoruowu, but also an instant cure, a casual, hidden in her brows and tingling children. Eyes flashing elf-blue light, like after a deep