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春天是一点儿一点儿化开的

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    ①立春的那天,我在电视中看到,杭州西子湖畔的梅花开了。粉红的、雪白的梅花,在我眼里就是一颗颗爆竹,噼啪噼啪地引爆了春天。

    ②而我这里,北纬五十度的地方,立春之时,却还是零下三十摄氏度的严寒。早晨,迎接我的是一夜寒流、冷月和凝结在玻璃窗上的霜花。想必霜花也知道节气变化了吧,这天的霜花不似往日的,总是树的形态。立春的霜花团团簇簇的,很有点儿花园的气象。你能从中看出喇叭形的百合花来,也能看出重瓣的玫瑰和单瓣的矢车菊来。不要以为这样的花儿,一定是银白色的,一旦太阳从山峦中升起来,印着霜花的玻璃窗,就像魔镜一样,散发出奇异的光辉了。初升的太阳先是把一抹嫣红投给它;接着,嫣红变成橘黄,霜花仿佛被蜜浸透了,让人怀疑蜜蜂看上了这片霜花,把它们辛勤的酿造,洒向这里了;再后来,太阳升得高了,橘黄变成了鹅黄,霜花的颜色就一层层地淡下去、浅下去,成了雪白的了,它们离凋零的时辰也就不远了。

    ③虽然季节的时针已指向春天了,可在北方,霜花却还像与主子有了感情的家奴似的,赶也赶不走。什么时候打发了它们,大地才会复苏。四月初,屋顶的积雪开始消融,屋檐在白昼滴水了,霜花终于熬不住了,撒脚走了。它这一去也不是不回头,逢到寒夜,它又来了。不过来得不是轰轰烈烈的,而是闪闪烁烁地隐现在窗子的边缘,看上去像是一枝枝叶稀疏的梅。四月底,屋顶的雪化净了,林间的积雪也逐渐消融的时候,霜花才彻底丢了魂儿。

    ④在大兴安岭,最早的春色出现在向阳山坡。嫩绿的草芽像绣花针一样顶破丰厚的腐殖土,要以它的妙手,给大地绣出生机时,背阴山坡往往还有残雪呢。这样的残雪,还妄想着做冬的巢穴。然而随着冰河乍裂,达子香花开了,背阴山坡也绿意盈盈了,残雪也就没脸再赖着了。山前山后,山左山右,是透着清香的树、烂漫的山花和飞起飞落的鸟儿。那蜿蜒在林间的一道道春水,被暖风吹拂得起了鱼苗似的波痕。投在水面的阳光,便也跟着起了波痕,好像阳光在水面打起蝴蝶结了。

    ⑤我爱这迟来的春天。因为这样的春天不是依节气而来的,它是靠着自身顽强的拼争,逐渐摆脱冰雪的桎梏,曲曲折折地接近温暖。也就是说,北国的春天,是一点儿一点儿化开的。它从三月化到四月甚至五月,沉着果敢,心无旁骛,直到把冰与雪安葬到泥土深处,然后让它们的精魂,又化作自己根芽萌发的雨露。

    ⑥春天在一点儿一点儿化开的过程中,一天天地羽翼丰满起来了。待它可以展翅高飞的时候,解冻后的大地,又怎能不做了春天的天空呢!

(摘自《北京日报》,有删改)

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    When I took the first exam, I was 5 to find a 77, "C+", on my test paper. I went to Professor Jayne, who 6 my arguments but remained 7 I decided to try 8 although I didn't know what that 9 because schooling had always been easy for me. I read the books more 10, but got another 77. Again, I reasoned (争论) with Professor Jayne.11 he listened patiently but wouldn't 12 his mind. One more test before the final exam. One more chance to 13 my grade. So I redoubled my14. But my efforts were no good and everything went as 15.

    The last hurdle (障碍) was the final. No matter what grade I got, it wouldn't 16 three "C+". I might as well kiss the scholarship good-bye. I 17 working hard. I felt I knew the course material as well as I ever would. The night before the final, I even 18 myself to a movie. The next day I decided for once I'd have fun with a test. A week later, I was surprised to find I had got a(n) "19". I hurried into Professor Jayne's office. He seemed to be expecting me. "If I gave you the grade as you expected, you wouldn't continue to work as hard."

    It was the 20 "A" on the course. The next year I received my scholarship. I've always remembered Professor Jayne's lesson: you alone must set your own standard of excellence.