又是一年二月二。思绪还在与正月的酒香缠绵,不觉二月已踮着脚尖携着春风而来。二月二,正值阳春三月,在梦里,都在期盼一场淅沥小雨,怎料一场纷纷扬扬的春雪赶在龙抬头的早一天铺天盖地地袭来。都说,春雨贵如油,我说这春雪不亚于油吧!于春耕,你是天使的泪,滋润着大地春怀,风情万种的妖冶了一回。于行人,你无疑是一个不小的行动制约,冰滑雪倒的,危险无处不在。 Another year in February two. His thoughts are still lingering with the fragrance of the lunar month, and in February he has been carrying his toes along with the spring breeze. February 2, when the spring of March, in a dream, are looking forward to a pathetic rain, how expected a spring snow in abundance to catch up in the early days of the rise of the dragon hit overwhelming. Say, spring rain expensive as oil, I said that this snow is no less than oil! Yuchun Geng, you are the tears of angels, nourishing the spring of the earth, the customs of thousands of flirtatious once. In pedestrians, you undoubtedly is a big control action, ice ski down, the danger is everywhere.