当燕子飞来的时刻,当小草变绿的瞬间,我就知道,她来了。总是悄悄然,总是无声无息,但我知道,她来了。即使悄悄然,但农民伯伯会告诉我。即使无声无息,但风筝会告诉我她来了,迈着轻快的步伐来了,鸟儿为她吟唱,鱼儿为她雀跃。当旭日升起的那一刻,天格外蓝,海格外清,只因为她来了— When the swallows fly, when the grass turns green, I know that she is coming. Always quietly, always silent, but I know she came. Even quietly, but uncle peasant will tell me. Even if the soundless, but the kite will tell me that she came, marched at a brisk pace, the birds sing for her, the fish for her joy. When the rise of the rising sun, the sky is particularly blue, Hagrid, only because she came -