在我乡下,一年中最早开花的是蒲公英。蒲公英是书面语,我们都叫它山稻姑,它总开在路中央、朝阳的坡地上,一丛丛山稻姑像夏夜里的星。据说它味苦,没人剜它回家,它就自生自灭。与它相对的有水稻姑,花细白,像眼屎,猪爱吃,还没长起来就被小女孩剜尽。山稻姑起一个头,其他的花都忍不住,比赛似的开起来,你不让我我不让你,桃花杏花,一夜之间像燃烧的篝火,任再大的雨水也浇不灭——就是这一场接一场春雨把它点燃的。春雨贵如油,是这些“油水”点燃这千枝万树的大火。我乡下的春天好 In my country, the first flowering of the year is dandelion. Dandelion is a written language, we call it mountain rice dry, it is always open in the middle of the road, the slopes of the sun, a series of rice in the bush like a summer star. It is said to be bitter, no one 剜 it go home, it is spontaneous. With its relative rice aunt, flowers white, like gum, pig love to eat, not long been up by the little girl. Mountain rice aunt, the other flowers are tempted, the game seems to open up, you do not let me I do not let you, peach blossom apricot, burning like a night of bonfires, let any big rain poured Extinguished - it was this one after a spring rain lit it. Spring rain as your oil is these “oil and water ” ignite the fire of thousands of trees. My country’s spring is good