崇拜杜牧。你看,他笔下溢出的那场清明雨,穿过岁月的风尘,潇潇洒洒飘到了今天,酿造出那么香醇的酒,滋润出那么美那么娇媚的杏花。于是,酒,杏花,清明雨,弹拨着杜牧的行云流水,濡染着杜牧的文采声韵,生动了唐诗宋词长调小令,鲜活了村野阡陌乡风民情。城市不懂清明。清明属于乡村,属于农民。那年那月,我是浴着杜牧的清明雨,沾着故园杏花的清香来到城市的。很 Worship Du Mu. You see, the clear and clear rain that overflowed from his pen, through the dust of the years, drifted to the present day and night, brewing so much mellow wine, nourishing a beautiful apricot apricot. As a result, wine, apricot blossoms, and clear rain plucked the lines of Du Mu’s waters, humming the literary and artistic rhyme of Du Mu, vividly dictating the length of poems in the Tang and Song dynasties, and lived up to the wind and affection of the village. The city does not understand Ching Ming. Qingming belongs to the countryside and belongs to the peasants. That month, I was bathed in the bright and clear rain of Du Mu, and came to the city with the fragrance of the apricot flower in my hometown. very