Spring scenery

The wind is flowing air, it can't be seen but can be felt. The wind is soft and soft. It inadvertently rushes through the slits of the window and gives you a gust of wind. So it is easy to see that the baby is a naughty egg. Even if you close the window tightly, it will try to meet you.

In spring, people call you a spring breeze.

"I don't know who the fine leaves are cut out, the spring breeze is like scissors", how many thousands of good sentences describe you! Spring brings hope to people, and your arrival brings joy to people. "Children come back early, busy with the east wind and put paper." You carry countless kites to the sky. As the messenger of spring, you came to the grass, the grass was green; you came to the flowers, the flowers were open; when you came to the field, the peasant uncle smiled.

The wind is a flexible wind; the wind is a lovely wind. You bring infinite joy to people, endless imagination, endless hope.

And this is just the beauty of everyone! In our city, the wind and sand filled the whole day, covering a large sky, the pedestrians on the road were gray-faced, and the wind baby was always teasing the industrious cleaners on the street, rolling up the scattered paper scraps on the spacious road.

Walking on the campus, the gust of wind is cut like a sharp blade on the human skin, with sand and drilling into the throat of the person. Rolling up the sky and rolling the entire campus.

The gusts of wind are not terribly bad. This is the unique way of springing in our city, isn't it?

First day: blue snow