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岁月打开季节的大门,我们便又走进了一个万紫千红的春天。春天处处是满目葱郁,春天处处是满目生机,群山穿上绿色的衣装,小草竖起了绿色的旗帜。柳树绽放出春天崭新的绿意。它们用信念的枝条拂荡春天的笑脸。田野上的小草和野花也从春天的睡梦中醒来,迎接美丽的春天。每到春暖花开的时节,我总会想起遥远的故乡,想起那阵阵柳笛声,清脆悠扬、缱绻缠绵,想起记忆深处那些欢乐的时光。我的乡情是柳笛的每一个笛孔,一首思乡的曲调在岁月中永恒。
As the years opened the door of the season, we went into a colorful spring. Everywhere spring is full of lush, spring everywhere is full of vitality, the mountains put on green clothes, the grass erected a green banner. Willow bloom the new green spring. They use the branches of faith to flutter spring smile. The grass and wildflowers in the fields also woke up from the spring’s sleep to greet the beautiful spring. Every spring season, I always think of the distant hometown, remembered that the willow flute, crisp melodious, lingering, remember those happy memories of the time. My nostalgia is every flute of Liu Di, a song of hometown tunes forever in time.