读清袁枚诗《推窗》:“连霄风雨恶,蓬户不轻开。山似相思久,推窗扑面来。”叹其用词精准,其一“扑”字,活脱脱将一窗风雨后的远山美景跃入作者眼中时的欣喜之情,呈现在了读者面前。今晨,打开临江的这扇窗,见一窗的湖光山色,裹着晨曦扑面而来,那份欣喜,使我一整天都沉浸在喜悦之中。只见,儿时一弯玉带似的蜿蜒曲折的浣江,已变成有着上 Read Yuan poem “push the window”: “Even Xiao wind and rain, Peng Do not lightly open. Mountain like Acacia long, push the window blowing face. ” Sigh its wording accurate, one “flutter ” word, live off Take off the window after the rain into the eyes of the beautiful landscape of joy, presented in front of readers. This morning, I opened the window in Linjiang and saw the lakes and mountains in the window. I was blown into the morning light, and the joy enjoyed me soaking in joy all day long. I saw a child bent jade belt twists and turns of the River, has become