“这是一个美丽的季节／青春的花开遍了原野／风儿吹动我们的思绪／思绪象飞舞的彩蝶……”徜徉在相山脚下，陶醉于无边春色，汪国真这首《美丽的季节》，成为我与妻子反复吟诵的小诗。几天来，我正在为挨局长的批评闹情绪，妻见我愁眉不展，拉我出去踏春，可没想到春天令我们 “This is a beautiful season / youth flowers over the wilderness / wind blowing our thoughts / thoughts like flying butterflies ... ...” 徜 徉 At the foot of the mountain, intoxicated with Boundless Spring, Wang Guozhen this “beautiful Season ”, as my little poem chanted repeatedly with my wife. In the past few days, I am getting emotional criticism by the director. My wife is scowling at me and pulling me out to step on the spring. But I did not expect the spring to make us