春风又绿淮河岸。走在淮河大坝上,一眼望去,是青青的麦田和几棵苍老的柳树。可有谁知道,这里一直停息着一个历久弥新的故事。这个故事,河畔的青苗知道,柳林知道,后坂村的一代代人都知道。张奶奶就是一位知道这个故事的慈祥老人。今天,她又把这个故事细细道来。那是早春二月。早晨,微凉的空气中飘着一层薄薄的雾。 Spring and the Huaihe River. Walk in the Huaihe dam, glanced at, is a green wheat fields and a few old willows. Who knows, here has been a story of renewed love. This story, the young people know the river, Liulin know, Sakamoto generations have known. Grandma Chang is a kind old man who knows the story. Today, she told the story again. That is early spring February. In the morning, there was a thin layer of mist floating in the cool air.