“春暖花开,这是我的世界,桃红柳绿,这属于全世界。”……春意盎然,柳树抽新枝,小鸭拂春水,花朵尽绽放。草地上,一片生机盎然。小草从泥土中探出脑袋,百花在草地上尽情争艳。正如朱自清先生的《春》:“花下成千成百的蜜蜂嗡嗡闹着,大小蝴蝶飞来飞去。野花遍地是:杂样儿,有名字的,没名字的,散在草丛里像眼睛,像星星,还眨呀眨的。”小河边,已是杨柳依依。爱俏的柳姑娘垂下头来,把翠绿的头浸在那一河温暖 “Spring, it is my world, pink willow green, which belongs to the world.” ... ... spring, willow pumping new branches, ducklings brushing spring water, flowers bloom. Meadow, a vibrant. The grass stuck its head out of the soil and the flowers blossomed in the grass. As Mr. Zhu Ziqing’s “spring”: “hundreds of bees buzzed, size butterflies flying around. Wildflowers everywhere: miscellaneous children, a name, no name, scattered in the grass like Eyes, like stars, but also blinked. ”Small river, is the Willow Yiyi. Liu girl loves to drop his head, the green head soaked in that river warm