The beauty of the four seasons

It is a bright and colorful bird language. It is the fragrance of summer splendor. It is the fruit of the autumn garden. It is the silver dress wrapped in the winter... It is the pilgrimage, it is four o'clock, it is nature, it is beauty.

When the sky flies over the first geese after the New Year, a wonderful season begins. The ice skin begins to dissolve, the bluish color is bright, and the treetops gradually become green and velvet. The spring thunder rang, the earth was re-given life, and every rebirth was even more impressive. In the morning, there will be a bird song that replaces the alarm clock. In the evening, there is a sunset of oil painting. It’s just so beautiful at the beginning, and the infinite scenery in the future is even more chic. Take a small flower, don't take a wicker in the girl's hair, and cut it into a funny Liudi. It is the dog's tail grass by the wall, and it can also make a lovely ring to please the children. The year is spring, beautiful spring, giving this year a beautiful starting point.

When the first touch of green is in the eye, it is a happy summer. On the edge of the pond, on the banyan tree, I was screaming in the summer. Summer will never be lonely, everywhere screaming frog drums, you can easily drive away all emptiness. The cluster of flowers, dazzling, was easily deceived, thinking that it was the fairy who came from heaven and earth, the dazzling treasure left in the world. The old banyan tree at the door shattered the sun's light spots in a huge green canopy, and the sun's handprints greeting the earth were printed on the concrete road. Pedestrians are in a hurry, no one will pay attention. This handprint is big and small, and everyone is cheering for people. I hope that this day will be happier than yesterday.

When a yellow butterfly-like dead leaf rotates and falls, farmers have begun to be busy with corn and stilts. Biyuntian, yellow leaves, fruitful fruit, full of autumn. Autumn is noble, and everyone has become extraordinarily busy for her arrival. Cut a piece of rice, pick a loofah, pick the red apple, and collect the white cotton. The people gathered everything in order to meet her, and the granary became full. People enjoy running and enjoying the bustle. The cuckoo's voice is particularly sweet, and the folk songs in the valley are also very bright. Maybe stop and listen, the fallen leaves are covered, and one foot is stepped on. The crisp cracking sound makes the ears very enjoyable.

When the crystal white velvet flutters in the sky, the breath of winter comes with it. Thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting. The ice hanging on the eaves seems to be a landscape, and it feels beautiful no matter where it goes. A variety of embarrassing snowmen on the roadside are welcoming the winter, and winter is also sprinkling more rhymes. Take a piece of snow in your hand, six petals, each one is unique. Greedyly wants to preserve every piece of beautiful beauty, but it melts quietly because it can't withstand the heat. Winter is glamorous, it is a kind of glamorous and demanding perfection. And it is this demanding, winter really perfect.

Throughout the year, the beauty brought by nature has never stopped. There is no lack of beauty in the world, but the lack of eyes to discover beauty. It is because of the lack of these eyes that we have missed and lost a lot of precious beauty. When one day, people can find that the side is so beautiful, then they will eventually find that the world is so beautiful.

Third day: Gao Jiaxin