This past winter, the spring with lightsome pace came to earth, looking for are like about like, change the spring clothing, today, I about several friends home to enjoy spring in the field. We walked on the ridge, spring breeze blowing straight up, very comfortable, don't like winter, because spring the bitter, only with a cold, you see, at the foot of the sleeping a winter grass, now woke up, and stubbornly stick your head out of the ground, although only a little pale green, is full of vitality, some unknown flowers, the flower, that a bunch of the spill on the shelf-space. Green is about to drip of broad bean neatly stand beside the ridge. Look to the scene, I think a proverb: a year in the spring, ah, this is the hope of his peasants plowing. I love my hometown, love my hometown more fields.

冬天剛過去，春天就邁著輕盈的腳步來到大地，到處找都像約好似的，換上了春裝，今天，我約了幾位小伙伴去欣賞家鄉(xiāng)春天的田野。 　　我們漫步在田埂上，迎面吹來了陣陣春風(fēng)，覺得舒服極了，因?yàn)榇禾觳幌穸�天那樣寒風(fēng)刺骨，只略帶著寒意，你瞧，腳下沉睡了一個(gè)冬天的小草，此時(shí)已蘇醒了，倔強(qiáng)地把頭伸出了地面，雖然只見一點(diǎn)嫩綠，卻充滿了生機(jī)，一些不知名的小花，這一朵，那一簇的灑在田埂上。翠綠欲滴的蠶豆整齊地立在田埂旁。 　　看以此景，我想了一句諺語：一年之際在于春，啊，這是農(nóng)民辛勤耕耘的希望。 　　我愛我的家鄉(xiāng)，更愛我家鄉(xiāng)的田野。