In the second semester of the second grade, the teacher asked us to write a modern poem about "spring", with 20 lines, which everyone knows.

If winter comes, can spring be far behind?

Spring has come, which reminds me of the face of summer.

However, I can't find Chun?

If the grass is not blue, the flowers will not bloom.

I waited carefully.

Inadvertently, my eyes are full of green flowers and smiles.

Inadvertently, has spring gone?

I am melancholy, looking for traces of spring,

What is spring? What is spring?

Then I asked my mother,

She said: "

Silly boy, it's spring everywhere.

Snow melts because of the tenderness of spring;

Grass is green, because of the caress of spring,

Flowers bloom because of the smile of spring! "

"But I didn't see the grass blossom.

It was already summer when I saw it! "

"Remember, son,

Without spring, the grass will not be green,

You go and lie on the grass,

Can understand the footsteps of spring,

You smell the flowers,

That's the smell of spring! "

It turns out that spring has been unconsciously.

Filled my life!

I lay in the flowers,

Vaguely see spring coming to me!