Seeking spring, Zanchun

"Bugu, Cloth Valley", this is the post that reports the arrival of spring!

In my mind, spring has the moisture of ice and snow, the vitality of the grass, the bright colors of flowers, and the gentleness of the rain.

In the twinkling of an eye, the winter is passing, and the spring is quietly coming to us is the beginning of each of us.

People are looking forward to the arrival of spring. Spring is indeed a season of vitality. Everything has awakened and rushed to their own paradise. Spring is not only the season for the growth of all things, love, she gives the power of others to create a new chapter in life.

The fragrant scent is accompanied by its falling and falling. Like a snow-like dream, the ground is crushed into mud, and the fragrance is not scattered. I was amazed and felt a hurry, and the petals were so fragile. The flower is dying, the former sprouts sprout, the flower buds are pre-released, and the worms are whispered; by the grace of the sun and the moon, the essence of the rain and the sensation of the wind, the touch of the wind, the spring of the scent, the petals are blooming, the flamboyant arrogant...

In spring, she is like a passionate girl, chasing butterflies, singing all the way, laughing all the way.

Walking into the nature, walking into the fields, gently blowing the breeze to the face; the rain in the spring is warm, I like to walk in the rain without umbrella, the feeling of walking in the rain is the happiest for me. ! Even if you walk for a long time, you won't get your clothes wet.

Spring has come and gone, and she has swayed her magic pen. The earth has become the picture she can describe. She is an elf, bringing vitality to the people who have spent the winter, and she uses it for the rest of her life. After deducting his own story, it went without a hitch, and left the story of the floral engraving in this world. In the meantime, I began to lose myself. The hurricane took me to the point where I didn’t know it. I just saw the green light that infects all the creatures. She is the embodiment of life, like the morning sun at eight or nine o’clock in the morning. The person, she summoned the ideal, gave birth to hope; she is a visionary, shining her creations between heaven and earth.

"One year is in spring, one day is in the morning." We should cherish the present time. It will be better to repay my motherland in the future, and thank him for his long-standing affection for us! We are happy and proud of our own country. The development of the country is inseparable from everyone's efforts. We must unite as one and create greater glories!

Tang Xinyue, Unit 3, Building 6, East Building, Xinghua Fudong Garden

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