我故乡的春啊

春之盛， 春意浓。柳絮飘飞，百花舒展，柔美的阳光洒下融融暖意，感受着天边吹来的清爽之风。风飘处，暖如潮。

Spring is full of spring. Willow catkins fly, flowers stretch, soft sunshine sprinkles warm, feeling the fresh wind from the sky. Where the wind blows, it's as warm as the tide.

人生路上，请停顿匆匆的脚步，让心灵沐浴在这珍贵的暖意之中，酣畅淋漓；亲近肌肤的阳光驾驭着徐徐春风而来，舒适惬意；点点的雨滴奏出欢快的旋律，轻歌曼舞 ，如痴如醉，怎不销魂？

On the road of life, please stop your hurried steps to let your heart bathe in this precious warmth, and enjoy yourself; the sun close to your skin is driving the gentle spring breeze, comfortable and cozy; the little drops of rain play a happy melody, sing and dance softly, infatuated, how can you not be ecstatic?

一滴春意落入平静的湖水之中，荡起层层涟漪，那是未了的思绪，永不完结的梦，久久地徘徊在这春的薄雾里。

A drop of spring fell into the calm water of the lake, rippling layer upon layer. That is the unfinished thought, the never-ending dream, lingering in the mist of spring for a long time.

拨开轻雾，在那红尘的岁月之外，幽深的村落之间。“东风知我欲山行，吹断檐间积雨声；岭上晴云披絮帽，树头初日挂铜钲；野桃含笑竹篱短，溪柳自摇沙水清；西崦人家应最乐，煮葵烧笋饷春耕。”

Get rid of the mist, outside the time of the world of mortals, between the deep villages. "The east wind knows that I want to travel on the mountain, blowing the rain from the eaves; the clear clouds on the mountain are covered with woollen hats, and the trees are decorated with bronze at the beginning of the day; the wild peaches are short and the bamboo fences are short, and the willows shake the sand and the water are clear; the Xigu people should be the most happy, cooking sunflowers and burning bamboo shoots for spring ploughing."

清晨，带着一夜的诗意，从朦胧的梦境中醒来，推开柴门，春雨已歇，远处的小山一片生机勃勃，苍翠的山岭托着薄薄一层轻盈柔软的云，极尽美意。山之巅，雨后初荠，随着一轮红日冉冉的升起，霞光眩耀，俊秀夺目。回到眼前，清幽静谧的农家小院，玉竹围成的篱笆上，盘歇着那万千野芳，莹莹雨珠，姹紫嫣红，幽幽含情，百媚千姿。信步闲游，忽见潺潺小溪，轻盈缓流；涟涟碧水，清澈莹亮。看水中优哉游哉的鱼儿，嬉戏、欢腾，来往穿梭于溪底石间，由此顿生羡慕之意，何其美哉！小溪的两旁，杨柳依依，纤细的枝条，缀满了嫩绿的叶儿，随风摇曳，轻盈的舞弄春风， 此情此景无不激荡出朦胧的诗意。

In the morning, with the poetic flavor of the night, I wake up from the hazy dream, push open the wood gate, the spring rain has stopped, the distant hills are full of vitality, the verdant mountains hold a thin layer of light and soft clouds, which is very beautiful. At the top of the mountain, the shepherd's purse at the beginning of the rain, with the rising of a round of red sun, the Xiaguang is dazzling and beautiful. Back to the quiet farmyard, on the fence surrounded by jade and bamboo, there are thousands of wild flowers, glittering raindrops, colorful, tender and charming. Stroll around, suddenly see the murmuring stream, light and slow flow; the rippling green water, clear and bright. Look at the fish in the water. They play and exult. They shuttle between the stones at the bottom of the stream. They are envious. How beautiful! On both sides of the stream, willows, slender branches, covered with green leaves, swaying with the wind, dancing with the spring breeze, this scene is full of hazy poetry.

山村之下，溪流边，层层的梯田里，牛儿忙着农耕，扶犁的汉子呦，耕田黝黑了你的面庞，刚毅了你的双眸，你把生活的希冀播种在厚实宽广的田间，播种在你朴实烂漫的心中。

Under the mountain village, by the stream, in the terraced fields, the cattle are busy farming. The man who helps the plough, the plough is dark on your face and firm on your eyes. You plant the hope of life in the thick and broad fields and in your simple and simple heart.

春意悠悠，茫茫田野之中，青山吐秀，春情如阑，迎阳光雨露，万物蓬勃。一阵春风吹拂，一场春雨飘洒，糅杂草木的清香，激荡泥土的芬芳。山下的小村庄，炊烟袅袅，轻轻拂过渐次长高的层层梯田，飘上云蒸霞蔚的苍穹，依稀间，轻蘸墨，用柔淡的笔触描勒这浓春欢悦，把波光粼粼的诗篇写在每一拢梯田的水面上。

Spring is long, in the vast fields, green mountains show, spring is like an appendix, welcome the sunshine and rain, and everything is flourishing. A gust of spring wind blows, a spring rain, mixed with the fragrance of grass and trees, stirring the fragrance of soil. The small village at the foot of the mountain, with smoke curling up, gently brushed the gradually growing terraces, and floated up to the sky of the clouds, vaguely, lightly dipped in ink, with soft and light strokes to describe the spring joy, and wrote the sparkling poems on the water surface of each terraced field.

春光无限，春意绵绵……

The spring light is infinite and the spring spirit is continuous