Early spring

There was a breath of spring outside the window, and the grass spit out new sprouts. A vibrant scene suddenly emerged in the spring. We also returned to the campus to greet the spring with the migratory birds.

Walking on the road outside, the unmelted snow under the feet made a squeaking sound. The spring breeze blew the willow branches, the river screamed, and used this chorus to welcome the arrival of spring. The kites gradually appeared in the sky. They ran in the wind, played in the clouds, and chased me to the embrace of spring.

I greedily breathe the slightly moist air in the spring breeze. When the first dew in the morning circulated, we ushered in the dawn of spring. "One year is in spring, and one day is in the morning." This is a new beginning, we must use the spirit of spring to meet the life. The next dawn in the middle. On the other side of the mountain, a thin layer of fog rises over the mountains, and the mountains are like the babies in the coffin.

In this spring season, the light of the evening fell into the house, a bird fell on the window sill, the wings seemed to be hurt, and a group of geese flew through the sky. It might be one of those geese! The snow on the window sill has not melted yet. I am so worried that I will hold the bird up and put it on the bed. The road of migration from the south is painful after all, but it is a mission, just like the part of life that you don't want to bear, but it still has to bear the same, but it is this responsibility that makes us grow up! The bird seemed to get warm in bed and fell asleep. But when my mother got off work, she found that she was dead. This strong bird returned to the north with her own perseverance, but it was difficult to escape the disease. The other birds in the wild goose team have now returned to the forest smoothly! It is true that the birds that are going back are winners. They resist the wind, frost, rain and snow, and find the direction of progress. From then on, they can enjoy the comfort and tranquility brought by hard work. But who can say that this dead bird is a failure? It has struggled and struggled, with a love for life, it understands the true meaning of life...

The beauty of spring is not only here, but the green, full of vitality, the eternal hope, deeply touched me. I have been in love with the heat of summer and I have been attached to the warmth of autumn. I am hurting the autumn and autumn for the bleakness of the winter scenery, but the final choice is still spring, spring is the season of life, it is a new beginning, let us accompany the spring The pace to meet the new future!

Deqiang School first day: yinrenbudi