我记得自己上小学时,很讨厌冬天。所以,每当冬天到来,我总是发牢骚。“啊!这雪真烦人!”我又一次在雪地上发牢骚,边说边不停地抖着帽子上的雪花。妹妹懵懵懂懂地应和着。“唉,要是春天快点来到该多好啊!”我感叹道。这时,妹妹突然问我:“春天是什么样子的呢?”“嗯……有很多漂亮的花……草青青的……有风时天上飞舞着风筝……”我兴致勃勃地描述着,沉醉在对春天的遐想里。“那春天有什么花呢?”妹妹的眼珠滴溜溜地转着。“有桃花,有杏花,有樱花,不过,我最喜欢迎春花,因为它预示着春天来了。”妹妹听完后,沉默不 I remember when I was in elementary school, I hated winter. So, whenever winter comes, I always grumble. “Ah! This snow is really annoying!” I whined once again in the snow and kept saying the snowflakes on my hat. Sisters should understand and understand. “Oh, if spring is coming soon, how nice!” I exclaimed. At this moment, my sister suddenly asked me: “What is spring like?” “Well ... there are a lot of beautiful flowers ... grass green ... flying in the wind when there is a kite ... ...” I am excited To describe, indulge in the reverie of spring. “What flowers that spring? ” Sister’s eyes drifting slowly. “There are peach, apricot, cherry, but I like spring flowers, because it indicates spring is coming.” "After listening to my sister, not silence