春天必然是这样的:在绿意内敛(liǎn)的时节,残雪再也撑不住,渐渐地消失了。一首春气息的歌,从云端唱到了我们的心田,从山麓(lù)唱遍原野,唱入一只只小鸟的心房,唱进软溶溶的春泥。春雷春雨乍起,春姑娘开始穿着绿色的衣衫,轻轻地、悄悄地走在这绿色的大地上。那春雷从无端地惹哭满天的云,到逗乐满山的杜鹃花,无不夹杂着春 Spring is bound to be like this: During the season of green restraint, Can Xue could no longer sustain and gradually disappeared. A song of spring breath, singing from the cloud to our hearts, singing from the foothills (lù) over the wilderness, singing into the heart of a bird, singing into the soft mud soluble spring. Spring thunder spring rain, spring girl began wearing a green shirt, gently, quietly walk in this green earth. That spring thunder from endless clouds to the sky full of amusement, full of azaleas, all mixed with spring