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在我住的小区里,有一片小小的竹林,刚搬进来的时候,它还是矮矮的一丛。天长日久,寒暑相移,看着它一天天出笋、拔节、增高、长粗,繁衍成如今茂密的竹林,其生命力令人感叹。每天清晨和黄昏,我常常跟那些喜欢在它身边转悠的老人一样,在它旁边的石凳上坐一会儿,安静地与它们对视,久了,就仿佛看到了数幅600多年前的元代竹石图,它们宛若面前这片生机勃勃的竹林,在心头盎然生长。
There is a tiny bamboo grove in the neighborhood where I live, which is still a short bush just moved in. Everlasting, winter and summer phase shift, watching it day after day shoots, jointing, increased, grow thick, multiply into today’s dense bamboo forest, its life is sigh. Every morning and evening, I used to sit in the stone bench next to it like those elderly people who loved to hang around, quietly watching them for a long time, just as if I had seen several hundred Yuan Dynasty Bamboo pictures, they just like this vibrant bamboo forest, growing in my heart.