鸟儿赏花的时候,母亲也在窗前悄悄赏它们。它们在不经意间,也成了她眼里的春色了去年冬天,老天也不知有什么喜事,把大兴安岭当做了欢庆的道场,每隔七八天,就向那里发射一场礼花般的雪花。我在哈尔滨,一早一晚给母亲打电话请安时,她常常对我说:“咱这儿又下雪了!” When the birds were enjoying their flowers, the mother quietly rewarded them at the window. They inadvertently became the spring of her eyes. Last winter, God also did not know what’s going on in the Daxinganling as a celebration of the Dojo, every seven or eight days, where a fireworks-like snowflake was launched . In Harbin, I called my mother one morning and one night. She often said to me: “We’re snowing here again!”