抖落冬尽的寒意,对春风情有独钟的我,脑际复现春意盎然的图画,心窝涌动柔柔的春风……我企盼着风,它会飞:飞到湛蓝的天空,带着童年的憧憬、青年的惆怅、中年的忏悔,勇敢的追逐风筝。我羡慕春风,它会送:遥遥万里,大江南北,送伶俐的燕子归来,衔草含泥的她,掠过鳞次栉比的高楼大厦,徘徊在花园乐园我的家园。春风会舞:舞来修长的柳叶,舞出蟠龙槐花如雪,并与鲜嫩的禾苗携手, Shaking off the winter chill, I have a soft spot for the spring breeze, the brain vividly reproduce spring pictures, my heart swirling soft spring ... I am looking forward to the wind, it will fly: fly to the blue sky, with Childhood vision, youth melancholy, middle-aged repentance, brave chase kite. I envy the spring breeze, it will send: miles away, north-south, send graceful swallows, title sloppy grass, swept across row upon tower of high-rise buildings, hovering in the garden paradise my home. Spring breeze will dance: Slender Willow dance, dance out of Panlong acacia flowers such as snow, and with the delicate seedlings hand in hand,