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近了，近了，我倾听到了春天的脚步声。燕子在呢喃，大雁掠过蓝天，潺潺流水捎来了春天的讯息。不知从哪里溜来一抹新绿，接着，就像早约好似的，树们绽开新芽，碧草绿满山坡，到处是诱人的绿。 Near, near, I hear the footsteps of spring. Swallows are whispering, wild geese are flying across the blue sky, and the murmuring water brings the message of spring. I don't know where to slip a touch of new green, then, as early as it seems, the trees bloom new buds, green grass all over the hillside, everywhere is attractive green. 转瞬间严冬已逝，春天已悄悄地来到人间。春天，是美好的季节，是充满诗情的季节；春天，又意味着一个生机勃勃的开始。自古以来，诗人喜爱春天，赞美春天，是因为春天景色宜人，处处皆可入诗。漫步古诗百花园，只见咏春诗姹紫嫣红、争奇斗艳，令人目不暇接，随意采撷几朵，慢慢品读，不知不觉已陶醉其中。 In a flash, the winter is gone, and spring has quietly come to the world. Spring, is a beautiful season, is full of poetic season; spring, also means a vibrant start. Since ancient times, poets love spring and praise it because the scenery of spring is pleasant and poetry can be found everywhere. Walking in the garden of ancient poems and flowers, we can see that the poems on spring are colorful and colorful, which make us dizzy. We can pick up a few at will and read them slowly. We are unconsciously intoxicated by them. | 
