记得那年春天的一个清晨，我和父亲趟着露水，共同栽下一棵洋槐树。第二年，洋槐树便开花了，一串串洁白的洋槐花倒挂着，散发出缕缕清香，随着风，飘得很远很远。那时，高大的父亲时常把我高高地举起来，去捋下一串串馨香的洋槐花，小蜜蜂时常走进我的洋槐花世界，还有那五颜 I remember the early morning of that spring, my father and I drove dew together to plant a acacia tree. The next year, the acacia tree flowering, a string of white Acacia flowers hanging upside down, emitting a plume of fragrance, with the wind, floating far and far. At that time, the tall father often lifted me high to go down a string of fragrant Sophora japonica flowers, small bees often walked into my world of Sophora japonica, as well as that colorful