2008年3月25日 星期二 晴
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Grandpa winter is tired. He slept.
Spring girl came gently. Because the footsteps are too heavy, I will wake up grandpa in winter.
The sun sees the spring girl, and the sun's face is redder.
Some of them are singing and some are dancing. How happy they are!
Willow elder sister's long hair floats up, green is bright, tender is shining.
The ice of the river melted, and the lovely fish swam around.
There was a drizzle in the sky, and the grass was greedy to drink. The grass turns green.
I like beautiful spring. How about you?