The girl in spring
Ai Qing
Miss Spring is here-
Which one of you knows,
How did she get here?
I know!
I know!
She comes from the south,
I was here the other day,
The good news is,
It was the swallow who told me.
Have any of you seen it,
What does she look like?
I know!
I know!
She is a little girl,
More beautiful than me,
Two watery eyes,
A braid is so long!
She was barefoot,
Pant legs arm in arm on knees;
On her arm,
There is a striking wicker basket hanging.
She crossed the river.
Walking slowly on the beach,
She bowed her head and sang softly,
That sounds like a flowing river. ...
Seeing her appearance,
Who will be happy;
Hearing her singing,
Everyone will be happy.
In her big wicker basket,
Full of things-
Red flowers and green grass,
And golden seeds.
She hung flowers on the tree,
And spread the grass on the ground;
Scatter seeds in the ground,
Let them grow green seedlings.
She walked on the ridge,
The cow looked up,
The calf bounced,
The lamb bleated. ...
She came to the village,
Every family is happy,
Orchard,
Open the door to welcome guests;
Those swimming pools,
Polishing;
When Miss Chun walked by,
Look in the mirror.
All kinds of birds,
Singing all kinds of songs,
Every bird says:
"I am so happy!"
All kinds of birds,
Singing all kinds of songs,
Every bird says:
"I am so happy!"
Only those ducks,
Can't fly or sing,
They just stood there,
Flapping their wings and laughing. ...
They said, "Miss Chun,
We have been waiting for you for a long time!
I hope you came!
We can't sing, hahaha ... "
The wind shook the branches,
Water, bleached duck feathers,
Looking forward to the whole winter,
Look, spring is coming!
Let's put on spring clothes,
Like a bird with new feathers,
Fly over the Woods, fly over the hills,
The laughter of spring is everywhere.
Seeing the first butterfly flying,
It pulls my feet;
I'm glad to catch it,
Let go lovingly.
Seeing the first daisy open,
I couldn't help jumping for joy,
Xiaohua, do you still recognize me?
Look how big I've grown!
Come to the branch that fell last year,
Waiting for it to spit out new green shoots;
In order to wake up the sleeping stream,
Listen to it sing and run with it.
Tired of walking, I lay in the field,
The sun is shining overhead.
Who scratched my cheek?
Song of Spring Cui Moqing
Spring floats among the branches.
Spring shines among the flowers.
Spring sings in the wings of swallows.
Spring dances in the whistle of pigeons.
Spring gives the western hills a green wave.
Spring gives Changhe a bunch of laughter.
Spring brings vitality to the fields.
The ancient city in spring is charming.
Spring thunder beats drums.
Running and crying in the spring breeze.
Spring rain spreads songs.
Spring tides are like rough waves.
A vibrant spring has dyed every cell of people green.
A bird of hope is in the hearts of Beijingers.
Are quietly nesting.
spring
Spring is coming slowly.
Calm and gentle
These flowers open in the form of petals.
Brilliant red cheeks are still smiling.
The grass is covered.
Green dress
one by one
gradually
It is the green wave on the vilen.
Wandering on the path in spring.
With the endless tenderness of spring
Endless secret language
Trembling with huifeng.
the hearts connect with string
An ancient ballad
It attracted the laughter of the children. ...
The pace of early spring remains.
It is a bud on a branch.
It is a bud in the flower bed.
It's the crisp cry of old Yan Guichun.
Thin mud hits people's soles.
Birds are singing spring poems.
A light blue breeze flows through your fingers.
Soft rain falls from my head. ...
A spring rain
Dance lightly and gracefully
spring rain
soft
transparent
Harmonious
The sky uses this needle-like thing
Weave into transparent cloth
Spring is coming slowly.
Calm and gentle
These flowers open in the form of petals.
Brilliant red cheeks hung with a continuous smile.