春去秋来,寒来暑往,每当看到春天中幼芽的生长,便会想起那个寒冷的冬天。那是一个寒假。一天早晨,吃完早饭,我和爸爸出去散步。看到外面一片荒凉的景象,我回想起春天时的勃勃生机。我拉着爸爸的手,一路飞奔,跑回家中,拿起一个铁铲,对外面的爸爸喊道:“爸,我要在外面的园子里种一颗玉米,我就不信它春天发不了芽!”爸爸被我拉到了园子里,我在那里挖坑,将种子放进去。爸爸看着我固执的身影,叹了口气,说:“闺女,别费事了,活不了的,天儿这么冷,没几天就 Spring to autumn, cold to summer, whenever you see the growth of spring buds, they will think of that cold winter. It is a winter holiday. One morning, after breakfast, my father and I go out for a walk. When I saw the bleak scene outside, I remembered the vitality of spring. I took my daddy’s hand, run all the way, ran home, picked up a shovel, shouted out to the father: ”Dad, I want to grow a corn in the garden outside, I do not believe it spring Can not send bud! “Dad was I pulled into the garden, I dig there, the seeds into it. Dad looked at my stubborn figure, sighed and said: ”daughter, do not bother, can not live, days are so cold, a few days