清晨的第一缕阳光射进安静的校园,七点半的“闹铃”一过,飞涌进一群接着一群的小天使,挤啊,闹啊,迎着春奔向教室。第一节课的上课铃声一停,整个校园安静极了,只听见那铿锵有力的读书声和阵阵微风吹过,叶子与春风的第一声问候“沙沙沙,沙沙沙。”瑞雪之后,一切都变了。花儿们竞相开放,踏着迎春的脚步与风跳了一曲优美的华尔兹;草儿们先探出了头,向四处张望,露出久违的笑容,然后脚一蹬, The first morning sunshine into the quiet campus, half past seven “alarm ” after, flocking to a group followed by a group of little angels, crowded ah, downtown ah, facing the spring toward the classroom. The first lesson class ringtones a stop, the entire campus was quiet, only to hear the sonorous and powerful reading sound and bursts of breeze blowing, the leaves and the first greeting of the spring breeze “Shasha Sha Shasha.” Ruixue After that, everything changed. Flowers are competing open, marching in the spring of the footsteps and the wind took a beautiful waltz; Grassroots first stuck his head, looked around, exposing long-lost smile, and then kick the pedal,