那时村里没有人告诉我它叫什么名字,我只知道春天来临时,我们小孩子就可以在里面自由自在地疯玩了。一场春雨过后,村子外的田野热闹起来。一眼望不到边的绿色,海洋似地摇晃着,波浪此起彼伏,涌向远方。最美的是开花时节,绿色的海洋上密密麻麻地点缀着紫色的花蕾,一簇簇地挤在一起,像阖着翅膀的蝴蝶,等待春雷响起,展翅高飞。渐渐地,有的花蕾开放了,像打开翅膀的蝴蝶在炫耀自己亮丽的羽翼。一股 At that time, no one in the village told me what it was called, and I only knew that when the spring came, our little children could go crazy and play in it freely. After a spring rain, the fields outside the village lively. At one glance, the green edge of the ocean was shaking and the waves were shaking. Waves came one after another and flooded into the distance. The most beautiful is the flowering season, densely dotted with purple flower buds on the green ocean, crowded together, like a butterfly with wings and wings, waiting for spring thunder sounded, wings fly. Gradually, some flower buds are open, and the butterflies with open wings are showing off their bright wings. A