苍穹下,一缕暖阳透过几片绿叶如流水般倾洒。我沿着成长的铁轨,走在鸟语花香满径的道路上。有那朵踏春而至的迎春花。在我还以为依旧是冬寒尚厉,冰冷刺骨的时候,总有那朵迎春花映入眼帘,轻声地告诉我:“春来了。”于是,我便有了期盼,期盼那忽然开放的迎春花的出现,期盼它的温声细语。伊的芬芳和着微润的泥土味道,沁入我的心脾,触动我那敏感的味蕾。“迎得春来 Under the sky, a ray of warm sun through a few green leaves like water poured. I grew up along the track, walking in full bloom on the road birds. There is a spring flower Spring Festival arrived. When I thought it was still winter cold Shangli, icy biting, there is always a poppies of spring flowers come into view, softly told me: ”Spring is coming.“ So, I have a look forward to, I hope that Suddenly open the emergence of spring flowers, look forward to its warm voice whisper. Iraq’s fragrant and moist soil taste, Qin my heart, touched my sensitive taste buds. ”Spring welcome