我的双脚在松嫩平原的乌裕尔河畔行走。春去夏来,深深呼吸一口林甸小镇郊外的空气,那么清新,那么舒坦。举头四望:芦苇翠挺,鹊唱杨枝,家禽踱步,偶有一只红嘴鸥飞掠过水边树梢。水平如镜,水清透底,水面倒映着的朵朵白云,时卷时舒,柔软如锦缎,飘动如仙行、如骏马奔腾、如山脉高耸。探出水面的芦苇,苇叶尖尖地包裹着,叶子还没有打开,像一排排小树苗,也像一队队小哨兵,整齐列阵,煞是好看。我随意向水面一瞥,只见一物飞快划破水面,身后散开的水 My feet walk on the banks of the Uyuur Plain in the Songnen Plain. Spring to summer, a deep breath of the air outside the town of Lindian, so fresh, so comfortable. Look around: reeds Tsui Ting, magpies sing Yangzui, poultry pace, and occasionally a black-headed gull flying over the water treetops. The level of the mirror, clear water at the end of the water reflection of the blossoming clouds, when the volume Shu, soft, such as brocade, flowing like fairy, such as galloping horses, such as towering mountains. Reed out of the water, the reed leaves wrapped sharply, the leaves have not opened, like rows of saplings, but also like a team of small sentry, neatly array, it is truly beautiful. I am free to glance at the water, saw a thing quickly across the water, scattered behind the water