我不知
                    春天何时来
                    会不会是
                    松凌上的那滴珠
                    轻轻溅落溪泉
                    那一刻

                    会不会是
                    泥土里的那粒籽
                    轻轻裂开种壳
                    那一瞬

                    会不会是
                    红梅初绽的清香
                    轻轻飘进鼻腔
                    那一霎

                    竹篁蹊路，一个
                    垂髫女孩唱着歌
                    从身边匆匆跑过
                    她手中的彩丝带
                    在空中曼妙飘动
                    是风扬起了丝带
                    是丝带扇起了风
                    还是歌声宛如风
                    刹那间
                    我心中春意稠浓