《诗经》孕育出的千年春梦,在华夏五千年的文明土壤里播种、生根、发芽,虽一年年光阴荏苒,岁月飘逝,却让一群群文人雅士顶礼膜拜。芊芊碧草,姹紫嫣红的花朵哪儿去了?沉吟寻觅间,它们原不曾消失踪影,不曾逃离尘世人间的殷殷盼望。它们全都隐藏在冬日白皑皑的雪花中去了。千里冰封,万里雪飘,天寒地冻中孕育的是千年如斯的春梦盈盈。谁听懂了天地一片白中春天梦幻般的呢喃细语?谁领悟了清新清艳的 The Millennium Spring Dream bred by The Book of Songs sells, roots and sprouts in the five thousand years of civilization in China. Although the years are year-long, the years go by, but let a group of scholars of the literati pay homage.芊 芊 Bi grass, colorful flowers where to go? Reflections looking for room, they never disappeared, have not escaped the worldly earnest hope. They are all hidden in the winter white snow to go. Trinidad frozen, thousands of miles floating in the snow, cold in the birth of a thousand years so dreams Yingying. Who understand the world in a dreamlike whisper of white spring? Who comprehend the fresh and bright