Spring is beautiful

Each season has its own characteristics in the four seasons of the year. I am fascinated by the beauty of spring, the vigor of summer, the sadness of autumn, and the purity of winter. But in these seasons, my favorite is still the beautiful spring.

Spring is the season of recovery. When the spring girl came to the world in a light footstep, everything on the earth woke up. Willow tree with charming green long hair, dancing under the breeze; the grass explored the head, weaved a green new dress for the mother of the earth; the river sang a song, running cheerfully; the swallows from The north flies back to the south, and nests on the eaves... Under the big trees, the children are reading texts, some are chatting, some are playing games... a good and prosperous scene. Looking from afar, like a beautiful picture.

The spring rain is continuous and soft. It moistens the earth, strokes the earth, and whispers to the earth. When people don't know it, they quietly merge into a small river and become a deep pool. Ah, it turned out that the spring rain brought green life to the pool.

The spring flowers are even more beautiful and amazing. Winter jasmine, peach blossom, camellia. , Magnolia, Purple Magnolia, Viburnum, Phalaenopsis, Hyacinth... The flowers everywhere in the mountains, swaying in the breeze, bursting with fragrance from time to time. This is the taste of spring.

The spring sky is as dazzling as a sapphire. The clouds in the sky have different postures, sometimes like kittens, sometimes like houses, sometimes like kettles... I often look at the sky in a daze, Imagine a castle in the sky, a princess living there, interesting Things... In the sky, you can often see the kites of the children, the kites, the old and the tall, giving people a feeling of carefree.

It is no wonder that the poet loves spring, the painter loves to paint spring, because spring is the fusion of all the beauty of the world, the general meeting of all colors. I finally understood why the colors of spring are so rich: the colorful pencils in the hands of the spring girl are waving diligently; the childish children are dressing innocently; the grass that is neglected by people is silently gestating. People who enjoy the joy of spring, what do you contribute to the color of spring?

Grade 6 of Hepu School, Chaonan District, Shantou, Guangdong: Huang Yuwen