I love spring

where is spring? where is spring? Spring is in the fields; spring is in the garden; spring is in the grass; spring is on the willow branches; spring is in the laughter of the children. Oh. spring is coming. The swallows whisper, the wilderness is draped, the earth is bathed in spring, and everything is vibrant. Raining on a small road full of country atmosphere, watching the flowers on the roadside, the grass also secretly drilled out of the soil, tender and green. Oh. I found it, found it, and the spring was in the grass. Look again, the peasant uncle in the distance is sowing hard, they plant the seeds of hope in the spring, and look forward to its germination and growth. Oh. I seem to have seen the harvest. Spring is in the fields. You are like a painting in spring, full of poetry and painting, and you will never forget it. You are like a book, it is thought-provoking. You will have a dish that will make you feel good. Spring is around us, let us find it! Oh, I love you spring! Love all of you!

Sixth grade: happy fairy ball