Footprints of spring
Look, here comes the little squirrel!
Jump and jump happily.
Look, the swallows are flying back!
The song of spring cries;
The clothes on people's bodies,
Getting thinner and thinner;
The fluff on small animals,
Less and less.
Listen, the rustling spring rain,
Moistening the grass by the river;
Listen, be gentle. Spring breeze,
Wake up all the little animals!
Walking into the field,
There are golden rape flowers everywhere;
Into the city,
There are green camphor trees everywhere.
Smell, the little flowers on the roadside,
All exude fragrance;
Smell, warm air,
Contains the fragrance of the sun ...
Look, the river has thawed!
Flowing happily;
Look, it's getting warmer and warmer.
We dance happily!