The Secret of Spring Poem Middle Class

Poem "The Secret of Spring" Spring is coming, spring is coming, where is spring? The ice in the creek melted, and the river pattered and whispered, "Spring is here! Spring is here!" Spring is here, spring is here, where is spring? The weeping willows put on their soft green spring clothes and flutter gently in the breeze, whispering, "Spring is here! Spring is here!" Spring is here, spring is here, where is spring? Peach blossom red-faced, pursed lips, smiled and said: "Spring is here! Spring is here!" Spring is here, spring is here, where is spring? Swallows fly in the blue sky, chirping and whispering, "Spring is here! Spring is here!" Spring is here, spring is here, where is spring? The green wheat seedlings, vigorously drilling out of the soil, whispered: "Spring is here! Spring is here!" Haha! Spring is really here, spring is really here! I've seen the secret of spring, and I'm going to keep it in my heart.　How small is spring? Ask a little flower and you may know. The flower says: it often stands on my petals and dances, and after dancing, it goes to sleep in a tiny bud. How small is spring? Ask a little swallow and you may know. The swallow says: I carry it from the south to the north, and it's as big as a little pea. How big is spring? Ask the tree and you may know. The tree says: spring is a big bird, and a tree is only a feather. How big is spring? Ask the children and you may find out. The children say, "We're all in the mouth of spring, and the mountains and the meadows are in the arms of spring." Whether spring is big or small is a matter of debate. The teacher says, "Think about it, and you'll find out.