走进绿色的山,许多野花都在朝我微笑。我将它们的名字轻轻地叫:百合、吊金钟、野菊、太阳花……你们怎么都到山里来了?原来,这儿是花儿的学校。上课了,花朵里的露珠,像孩子们一眨又一眨的眼睛。老师讲课了,吊金钟偷偷朝着下边看。小调皮,你干吗不专心听?阴云赶来了,雷公拉起电? Into the green mountains, many wild flowers are smiling at me. I gently called their names: Lilies, Admiralty, wild chrysanthemums, sunflowers ... how do you come to the mountains? Originally, here is the school of flowers. Class, flowers dew, like blinking eyes of children. The teacher lectured, Admiralty secretly looked down to the bottom. Little naughty, why do not you listen attentively?