打开新年的第一页日历,就如同掀开一张崭新的图画,岁月的车轮在春风的脚步中增长,生命也在春风的呼吸中升华。在我的体验里,新春不仅是季节的回声,更是一场力与智和健与美的创造。君不见,隆冬经燕子几回剪辑后,便成了隔年的记忆,大地开始了歌与诗的孕育:草醒了,蘸着尖尖的翠绿, Opening the first page of the New Year calendar is like opening a new picture. The wheels of years have grown in the spring breeze, and life has sublimated in the breath of spring breeze. In my experience, the New Year is not only an echo of the season, but also a creation of strength and wisdom and health and beauty. Do not you see, after several years of editing by the Swallow in the winter, it became the memory of the next year. The earth began to sing the poem and the poem: The grass woke up and looked sharp green.