江苏扬州新华中学周妍春风中夹杂着泥土的芬芳。小草半睁着惺忪的睡眼,微微探下身子,端详着刚刚冒出的几棵幼苗,在湖水的倒映中伸着懒腰。小草轻轻地揉了揉眼睛,兴奋地环视周围的一切,耳边仿佛响起了美妙的乐章。 The spring breeze of Xin Zhou Middle School in Yangzhou, Jiangsu Province was mixed with the fragrance of mud. The grass squatted with his sleepy eyes, leaned out slightly, looked at the few seedlings that had just emerged, and stretched in the reflection of the lake. Grass gently rubbed his eyes and excitedly looked around at everything around him, and his ears seemed to evoke a wonderful movement.