一辆浅绿色的小卧车,缓慢地驶上了西直门的立交桥,向西郊奔去。她依偎着车厢的右侧,不时撩起帘子,望着窗外闪忽而过的街市、楼宇、人流、树木……车外一片明媚的春光。嫩绿的柳枝,像害羞的姑娘的长发,在和暖的阳光里,垂着头,飘拂着。路边上,青青的芳草,盛开的野花,粉红色的,淡黄色的,在柔和的春风里,轻轻地摇着、笑着,带着几分的醉意。几只小燕子,快乐、自在地从车前掠过,冲向蔚蓝的天空。它们很得意,大概自觉是春的使者,呼唤着,带着一个个新 A small green car, slowly onto the Xizhimen overpass, ran to the western suburbs. She snuggled to the right side of the compartment, lifted curtains from time to time, looking out the window of the downtown, buildings, flow, trees ... a bright spring outside the car. Verdant willow branches, like shy girl’s long hair, in the warm sunshine, drooping, blowing. On the edge of the road, the green grass, blooming wildflowers, pink, light yellow, gently in the spring breeze, gently shaking, laughing, with a bit drunk. A few swallows, happy and free from the front of the car, rushed to the blue sky. They are very proud, probably consciously spring envoy, calling, with a new one