If the wind has color

Tongxiang City Yongxiu Guoxiao 601 Class Qu Yuqing

If the wind really has color, I think the world will become more colorful.

If the wind has color, then I think the spring wind is green. In the spring of March, a burst of green spring breeze, green grass, green leaves, red flowers, like gathered in the market, the little swallows also ride this breeze in the green wicker. The drizzle of the drizzle was underground, and the raindrops shone brightly, reflecting a green world and reflecting a thriving spring.

If the wind has color, then I think the summer wind is blue. In the hot summer, the sun is hot on the ground, and the dog hides under the dejected tree and sticks out his tongue. At this time, a burst of blue wind blowing, people must have a cool, comfortable feeling. The sky is floating with thick or light blue clouds, and the portraits on the ground are bathed in the blue ocean, how easy it is to work. Oh, this clear blue wind!

If the wind has color, then I think the autumn wind is golden. Autumn is high, the maple leaves on the mountain are like gold, the big red apples, the big oranges of Huang Chengcheng, picking up the green leaves, and sucking the autumn wind with a smile. After the village, the rice fields that are waiting to be harvested are like a golden sea, with rows of golden waves. In the evening, the fire came to the cloud, and the white dog became golden. The little white pig became a little golden pig. The old grandfather who fed the pig was covered with golden beard. What if you want to smell the golden autumn wind? Then please take a look at the bright smile on each of us!

If the wind has color, then I think the winter wind is red. A Swiss snow has turned Wanli Jiangshan into a world of powder makeup, and under the eaves is covered with sparkling silver bars and snowballs. A breeze blew through, bringing a distant snoring, firecrackers... Walking along the red carpet on the snow, I saw the red lanterns, the red window grilles, the red couplet, and the red fire of each person’s house. The children dressed in red screaming firecrackers, the red-hot adults are saying hello to each other, a red winter!