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寒冬里,发现一朵花是一件不容易的事情,尤其是这花不是傲霜的菊,不是吟雪的梅,它只是一粒小小的不知名的黄花,柔柔弱弱,藏身于一处破败的墙垣,不散清香,不语冰寒,只是默默绽放着,在这个并不属于花朵的季节里。我猜想,它是错过了那个绽放的季节,因为久居僻所,阳光疏淡,雨水稀少,它的成长才延展到了万物凋零的寒冬。春日播种,夏日成长,秋日收获,冬季死亡,在这朵小小的黄花面前完全颠倒了过来。我不清楚它是在哪个季节被哪一只飞鸟衔来了此处,但我知道,它一定是
In winter, discovering a flower is not an easy task. Especially if the flower is not a flower of Aoshuang, it is not a plum of snowball. It is only a small, unnamed yellow flower, soft and weak, hiding in a The wall of the dilapidated building is invigorating, fragrant, cold, and silent. It is in this season that does not belong to the flowers. I suppose it missed the season of blooming because of the seclusion, the lightness of the sun, and the scarcity of rain, its growth was extended to the cold winter of all things. Seeding in spring, growing in summer, harvesting in autumn, and death in winter, it turned upside down in front of this little yellow flower. I don’t know which season it was named by which bird, but I know it must be