有谁知道,冬天里的一株枯树还会在春天里再次弹奏起生命的欢歌;有谁知道,那干枯的枝条里蕴藏着怎样伟大而神奇的生命的力量。那整整一个寒冬是在积蓄生命的能量吗?你从寒冷的冬天走来,一身的疲惫。你睁大眼睛,细细地寻找春天的足迹,大地却还是一片灰色。你不禁疑惑而失望:冬天已经过去,春天为何迟迟不来?那些光秃秃的枯枝还有生命吗?失意、困顿、徬徨,再次袭来。一颗硕大的泪珠划过迷茫的眼睛。那天,你紧锁眉头走在路上,忽然 Does anybody know that a dead tree in the winter will play the song of life once again in the spring, and who knows what great and magical life lies in the dry branches? That a whole winter is to save the energy of life? Come from the cold winter, a tired. You open your eyes and look carefully for the footsteps of spring, but the earth is still gray. You can not help But wonder and disappointment: the winter has passed, why the delay in spring? Those bare branches still have life? Frustrated, sleepy, sluggish, hit again. A huge teardrop across the confused eyes. That day, you frowned and walked on the road, suddenly