对于我这一个土生土长的农家子弟来说,田间春色是再熟悉不过的了。春,一个充满希望与魅力的季节。古往今来,有多少文人墨客为其留下千古名篇。春赋予土地生机与活力,使大地呈现出一派欣欣向荣的景象。所有的东西在春的海洋里尽情遨游,各显风姿,张扬自我。清晨,独自漫步在芬芳荡漾的田间小道上。放眼望去,首先映入眼帘的是一望无际、翠绿欲滴的麦田。沉睡一冬的小麦终于到了舒筋活骨的时候了,疯长成了一方方厚绿的地毯,个个精神抖擞,英气十 For me, a native-born farmer’s brother, field spring is familiar. Spring, a season full of hope and charm. Throughout the ages, there have been many literati and inkkers who have left behind their names. Spring gives the land vitality and vitality, so that the earth presents a scene of prosperity. All the things in the spring of the sea to enjoy traveling, each show their own style, publicity. In the morning, walk alone on the fragrant field path. Looking ahead, the first thing that catches your eye is the endless, emerald wheat field. The wheat that slept for a long time finally arrived at the bones of the Shujin, and grew into a thick green carpet on one side, all of them were full of energy and spirit.