春夏秋冬,每个季节都有不同的景色,也有不同的味道。当你细细品味,它才融上你的心头。当第一朵花苞的影子投入大地,当第一缕溪水从坚冰中流泻,春天就踏着残雪来了。闲暇,我漫步在树林里,去触摸那娇软的花瓣,俯身轻嗅草的清香,霎那好似在千百株花草托起的舞台上旋转。我感叹于如此旺盛的生命力。太阳已经从枝干的空隙落了下来,雪终于化了! Spring, summer, autumn and winter, each season has a different view, there are different flavors. When you savor, it melts your heart. When the first bud of the shadow into the earth, when the first stream stream from the ice in the diarrhea, the spring marching Canxue came. Leisure, I walk in the woods, to touch the soft petals, lean over the smell of grass scent, an instant that seems to be spinning on the stage where thousands of flowers are lifted. I lamented at such a strong vitality. The sun has fallen from the crevices of the branches, the snow has finally turned out!