东方风来万象新,一年始有一年春。一页页陈旧的日历随着时光的更替而被翻过,一叠叠厚厚的崭新日历摆放在桌案上,等待着人们从头翻开。未来的新生活向人们招手致意,一切努力都将从脚下第一步做起。 寒冬的残雪在一日暖似一日的阳光中消融,早春的嫩芽乘着一股温馨和煦的东风,悄悄地涌现在万木枝头。春天脱胎于荒芜萧索的严冬,细 Vientiane new wind to the east, a spring year. A page of old calendars was overturned with the passage of time, a stack of thick new calendar placed on the table, waiting for people to open from scratch. The new life in the future beckons the people and all efforts will start from the first step at the foot. Winter snow melt in the warm sun of the day ablation, early spring buds riding a warm and warm east, quietly emerged in Wanmu branches. Spring was born in the desolate winter, fine