人们都说:“春天来了。”可春天在哪儿呢?我想起我曾在一本书上读过这样一句话:寻找春天的足迹。对,我也要去寻找春天的足迹。 我睁开冬天醉睡的眼睛一瞧,呵,春天在前方微笑。 踩着青青的山石,撩着嫩嫩的小草,拨着艳艳的野花,我走向田野里。 春天的田野,小草儿从地下悄悄地钻出来,黄色的小芽儿呼吸着清 People say: “Spring is coming.” Where can spring be? I recall that I had read a book in a book looking for the footprints of spring. Yes, I have to find the footprints of spring. I opened the winter sleep drunk eyes look, uh, spring smiling in front. Stepping on the green rocks, lush tender grass, dial Yan Yan wildflowers, I went to the fields. Spring fields, little grass from the ground quietly drilled, yellow little buds breathe clear