时令到清明。家乡的空气里到处都弥漫着春天的气息,生机和活力涨满了大地和天空,残冬的痕迹一扫而光,春天将五彩缤纷的颜料四处泼洒,万物都追求着鲜艳与俏丽。万物祥和而生动。风儿柔了,燕儿来了,花儿笑了,榆钱儿爆了,柳丝长了,河水涨了,蛙儿鸣了,秋千荡了,风筝飘了。我们这儿清明节的习俗,除了扫墓、踏青外,尽情地荡秋千、放风筝就成了我们这些少年所痴迷的活动。 Seasonal to the Ching Ming. The air in the hometown is filled with the breath of spring. The vitality and vitality have filled the earth and the sky. The traces of the remnants of the winter have been swept away. In the spring, colorful paints are splattered everywhere, and everything is pursuing bright and pretty. Everything is peaceful and vivid. The wind was soft, the swallow came, the flowers laughed, the money broke, the willows grew, the river rose, the frogs blew, the swing swayed, and the kite floated. The customs of our Ching Ming Festival, besides grave-sweepers and outings, enjoy swinging and kite-flying have become an obsession for us youngsters.