微风送来了一阵鸟儿的歌声,清脆、婉转。听着悦耳的鸟鸣,看着鸟儿自在的身影,一件往事浮上了心头。那是几年前的一个春天。那天阳光明媚,窗外燕子成群,电线杆上到处是它们矫小可爱的身影。望着窗外那无限美好的春景,我微笑着。 Breeze sent a burst of bird singing, crisp, mildly. Listening to sweet birds, looking at the figure of the bird comfortable, a past floating in my heart. It was a spring a few years ago. That sunny day, the swallows in the swarms of swarms, the telephone pole is everywhere their cute little figure. Looking at the infinitely beautiful spring scene outside the window, I smiled.