My favorite color

The spring girl came with a breeze and a warm breeze. She opened her arms and danced with a hand, and sprinkled the green with the earth and put the flowers on the branches. The flowers compete for beauty and exude a seductive fragrance. The birds are comfortable and sing to the blue sky: "Spring is here, spring is coming."

The spring rain is continuous and soft, it moistens the earth, strokes the earth, and awakens the earth softly. When people are unknowingly, they quietly merge into a small river. According to the ancient poem: "Spring River plumbing duck prophet." Unfortunately, I did not appreciate the ducks swimming in the water.

Look at the spring sky, why is it colorful, dazzling? Ah, it turned out to be a kite for children. Under the blue sky and white clouds, the kites in various poses danced freely and soared, how refreshing!

The earth laughed. Mai Miao grows eagerly, and the whole field is a piece of green oil. The grass spit out the elegant green leaves. Peach blossom followed by apricot flowers, blooming in the valley, Tian Mo, blooming with a scent of nose. On the cliffs, in the air, between the trees, the yellow owls, the thrush, the darlings, the swallows, the oriole fluttered smugly, and the humming sounds of the birds and the streams swayed gently in the spring breeze.

Why is spring so colorful? The colorful pencils in the hands of the spring girl are waving diligently. The childish children are dressed innocently, and the earth is silently gestating...

Sixth grade: Xu Mengyu