五月,洋槐开花了。山山洼洼,坡坡岗岗,似瑞雪初降,一片白茫茫。有的槐花抱在一起,远看像玉雕的圆球;有的槐花一条一条地挂满枝头,近看如新疆姑娘披散在肩上的小辫儿。嗡嗡嗡,小蜜蜂飞来了,采走了香香的花粉,酿出了甜甜的蜜。噼噼啪啪,孩子们跑来了,用篮子挎走了槐花,中午桌上就会摆出香 In May, acacia blossoms. Depression, hillside Kong Gang, Ruixue early decline, a vast expanse of white. Some acacia flowers hold together, far look like a ball of jade carving; some acacia flowers covered with branches one by one, as close as Xinjiang girl covered in ponytail children’s shoulders. Buzzing, the bees flew, took away the fragrant pollen, brewed sweet honey.噼 噼 啪啪啪, the children came running away with the basket off Sophora japonica, noon will be placed on the table incense