“日出江花红胜火,春来江水绿如蓝。”这是文豪笔下如诗如画的江南春景。而花红、草绿、童心、童趣则是我对童年春天的美好回忆。当一声春雷响遍山村之后,静静的田野,不知什么时候,冒出星星点点的绿。伴着这绿的渐浓,校门前的桃树、梨树慢慢地长出晶莹的嫩叶,抽出浅红、绒白的花蕾。蒙蒙细雨下,微微南风中,“春眠不觉晓,处处闻啼鸟……”的朗朗书声在课堂响起,随后飞向 “Sunrise Jiang Huahong wins the fire, spring to the river green as blue. ” This is the writer’s poignant Jiangnan Spring King. The bonus, grass green, childlike innocence, childlike play is my childhood memories of childhood. When a spring thunder over the mountain village, the quiet fields, I do not know when, emerge little green stars. Accompanied by the gradual green, peach trees in front of the school, pear trees grow slowly crystal leaves, out of light red, white plumeria. Under the drizzle, slightly southerly, “Spring sleep do not know dawn, smell the birds everywhere ” sounded in the classroom sounded, and then fly