Looking forward to， Looking forward to， The east wind is coming, and the footsteps of spring are approaching
Everything looked as if it had just woken up, and Xin Xin opened her eyes. The mountain became moist, the water rose, and Shui Yang's face turned red
Little grass sneaks out of the soil, and in the tender green garden and fields, there are large areas full of it. Sitting, lying down, playing two rolls, kicking a few balls, playing a few races, catching a few hide and seek games. The wind is gentle and the grass is soft and soft
Peach tree, apricot tree, pear tree. You won't let me, I won't let you rush with all the flowers blooming. Red like fire, pink like rosy clouds, white like snow. The flowers had a sweet taste, and when I closed my eyes, the tree seemed to be filled with peaches, apricots, and pears！ Under the flowers, thousands and hundreds of bees buzzed with butterflies of all sizes, flying back and forth. Wild flowers were scattered all over the ground, with named and unnamed ones scattered in the grass, like eyes, stars, and even blinking。
The wind is not cold on the face, and the willow wind is good. It's like a mother's hand, caressing you with the smell of freshly turned soil in the wind, mixed with the smell of grass, and the fragrance of various flowers are brewing in the slightly moist air. The bird settled its nest in the midst of flowers and leaves, feeling happy. It showcased with friends, with its crisp throat, singing melodies and flowing water, echoing the short flute of a shepherd boy on the back of a cow. At this moment, it also chatted loudly all day long. Rain is the most common, lasting for two or three days at a time. Don't worry, it looks like a hooligan, like a treasure, like fine threads, tightly woven and slanted. A thin layer of smoke is covered on the roof of a house
The leaves of the tree are shining green, and the grass is so green that you can hardly see it. In the evening, the lights were turned on, and the faint yellow light accentuated a peaceful and peaceful night in the countryside. Umbrellas were propped up along the path and by the stone bridge, and people walking slowly. There were also farmers working in the fields wearing shuttles and hats, and their thatched houses were sparsely scattered and silent in the Silently
There are gradually more kites in the sky, and more children on the ground. Every household in the city and countryside, old and small, seems to be rushing out, one by one. They all come out and talk about Jingu trembling and stirring up their spirits, each doing their own thing. The plan for the new year is at the beginning of spring, some are Kung Fu, There's plenty of hope
Spring is like a newborn baby, new from head to toe, growing
Spring is like a little girl walking with a blooming smile
Spring is like a robust young man with iron like arms, waist and feet, leading us forward.
（ Compiled by Zhu Wenshu in the Yuan Dynasty《 Junior high school Chinese textbook》 Volume 1, July 1933 Edition