spring

How do you describe this spring?

Through the window, warm sunlight shines into the house. Form a bright spot on the floor. The spring sky is always so clean, like a transparent carpet covering the entire world.

Azure carpet.

On the far side of the ground, braving the faint white gas, the snow is melting. The traces of the mixture of water and snow on the ground are quietly changed by the warm light. There is still snow covered on the roof, and the gully between the bricks flows through the transparent liquid. The rising temperature keeps the snow less and less. The transparent liquid ran down the trajectory, dripping at the eaves, and quickly condensed into an icicle. Then, it gets thicker and longer. When the weather is warmer, the lower end of the ice will also shed water droplets. Falling vertically down, like a convex lens, in less than a second, focusing on the things around the restorer. Then, it fell to the ground.

I fell a crush.

A lot of debris splashed out, and under the shadow of a wall, it quickly condensed and merged with the earth.

- The icicle at the top of the head, I don't know when it will fall. Then, smash it.

The early morning of spring is always beautiful. The serenity, the warmth and the warmth, and the like, are a pair of gentle and warm hands, touching the world. The sun is always so strong that it shines straight into the tiny pupils. People can't open their eyes. But it won't be hot, just on the ground, warm.

- The unknown reptile at the foot, slowly marching on the ground, feeling the temperature of the earth.

The seventh day of Qixingbu Middle School: quiet and relieved