从上中学起,我就特别喜欢梅花,许是受了那个时代的影响。“红梅花儿开,朵朵放光彩,三九严寒何所惧,一片丹心向阳开。”这首《红梅赞》至今唱起来,还令我神往,充满深情。那是一个时代对英雄,对先烈的崇敬和赞美,也是人们对梅花品格的歌颂和喜爱。特别是对毛主席的咏梅词:“风雨送春旧,飞雪迎春到,已是悬崖百丈冰,犹有花枝俏,俏也不争春,只把春来报,待到山花烂熳时她在丛中笑。”更是有一种发自肺腑的偏爱,因为偏爱简直能把这首诗倒背如流。 From the high school, I especially like plum, Xu was influenced by that era. “Plum Blossom open, blossoming, shrouded in fear of 39, a Danxinyangyang.” The song “Hongmeizan” so far sung, but also fascinated me, full of affection. It was an era of heroes, martyrs, reverence and praise, but also people praise plum and love. In particular, the Chairman Mao’s Plum Poems: “The wind and rain to send the old spring, the blizzard Yingchun, is the cliff Baizhang ice, there are still pretty flowers, Qiao not spring, only the Spring Daily, In the laughter. ”There is a kind of heartfelt preference, because the love can almost simply poignant back to the poem.