有几个句子,还有几篇描写春天的美文, 　　wheninspringthesweetshowersfall 　　Thatpiercewinter'sdroughttotherootandall... 　　ASpringMorning 　　Itwasearlyinthespringmorning.Thesunwasjustrisingoutoftheeasternhorizonemittingsteaksofredhuethroughthecloudsandacrossthesky.Soonthecampuswasbattledinthefirstraysofthesun.Thelakethetreesandthebambooslookedasiftheywereallgilded.Thegroundwascoveredwithtendergrassesandthebeadeddewdropsstoodontheirtipsandreflectedthesunshine. 　　Birdsflewaboutinthewoodstwitteringrestlessly.Someboystudentswhowereabsorbedinreadingleanedagainstthetreeswithbudspeepingoutfromwithinthegraybarks.AcoupleofgirlstudentsreadEnglishaloudwhilewalkingupanddownthegravelpatharoundthelakewhereasortofstreamroseformingathinmist. 　　Itwasreallyamorningofbeautyofvigorandofhope. 　　Today,lookatthebluesky,hearthegrassgrowingbeneathyourfeet,inhalethescentofspring,letthefruitsoftheearthlingeronyourtongue,reachoutandembracethoseyoulove.AskSpirittoawakenyourawarenesstothesacrednessofyoursensoryperceptions. 　　Whatamiracleitis.Nomatterhowlongthewinter,howhardthefrostorhowdeepthesnow,Naturetriumphs.Noseasonisawaitedsoeagerlyorwelcomedsowarmlyasspring…EachyearIamastonishedbythewealthofflowerstheseasongivesus:thesubtletyofthewildprimrosesandviolets,therichpaletteofcrocusintheparks,tallsoldiertulipsandproudtrumpetingdaffodilsandnarcissi. 　　Picturethis:Theairandtheearthinterpenetratedinthewarmgustsofspring;thesoilwasfullofsunlight,andthesunlightfullofreddust.Theaironebreathedwassaturatedwithearthysmells,andthegrassunderfoothadareflectionofblueskyinit. 　　Everyspringistheonlyspring,aperpetualastonishment. 　　Inthosevernalseasonsoftheyear,whentheairiscalmandpleasant, 　　itwereaninjuryandsullennessagainstNaturenottogoout 　　andseeherriches,andpartakeinherrejoicingwithheavenandearth. 　　Springarenotalwaysthesame.Insomeyears,AprilburstsuponVirginiahillsinoneprodigiousleap-andallthestageisfilledatonce,wholechorusesoftulips,arabesquesofforsythia,cadenzasoffloweringplum.Thetreesgrowleavwsovernight. 　　Inotheryears,springtipoesin.Itpauses,overcomebyshyness,likemygrandchildatthedoor,peepingin,duckingoutofsight,gigglinginthehallway."Iknowyouareoutthere,"Icry."Comein”AndAprilslipsintoourarms. 　　Thedogwoodbud,palegreen,isinlaidwithrussetmarkings.Withintheperfectcupascoreofclusteredseedsarenestled.Oneexaminesthebudinawe:Wherewerethoseseedsamonthago?Theapplesdisplaytheirmilliner'sscrapsofivorysilk,rose-tinged.Allthesleepingthingswakeit,feelit,crumbleAprilinyourhands. 　　Looktotherueanemone,ifyouwill,orthepeapatch,ortothestubbornweedthatthrustsitsshouldersthroughacitystreet.Thisishowitwas,isnow,andevershallbe,theworldwithoutend.Intheserenecertaintyofspringrecurring,whofearthedistantfall?