初春,秦巴山渐渐苏醒了。像一个睡意朦胧的大汉,只等春雨洗去他冬眠时的慵懒,也许顷刻间那憋足了劲儿的芽苞就会舒筋展骨,给这个巍峨的大汉披上鹅黄或者翠绿的大氅,没准儿在他硕大的胸前或头上还会发现三三两两的纷纷繁繁的耐不住性子的山桃花。一场霏霏细雨,大山醒了,春天真的到了。山峁上,蕨根草带着初生时特有的淡紫色鲜嫩嫩地冒出土面,怯生生地窥视着春的世界。耸立在高处的棕榈树在微风中煽情地摆动着葱绿的大叶片,似乎在向人们昭示:“我多像南国的美人儿！”几天功夫,她腋下的小叶片就毛茸茸地窜将出来,与她 Early spring, Qin Ba Mountain gradually wake up. Like a drowsy Han, just wait for the spring rain to wash off his hibernation when lazy, maybe that instant hold back the bud bud will be full of strength, to this towering big man covered with goose yellow or green 氅, Perhaps in his huge chest or head will also find the twos and threes of the numerous protesters can not tolerate the mountain peach. A drizzle began, the mountains woke up, the spring really arrived. On the mountain ridge, fern root grass with perennial lavender tender and tender soil emerge, timidly peep into the spring world. Towards the top of the palm trees in the breeze sensationally swinging the large green leaves seem to show people: “I am more like the beauty of the South!” A few days Kung Fu, her armpit small leaves on the furry channeling Come out with her