I love you spring

I love you spring, the cold winter has passed, and spring has come quietly. The grass sprouted, as if I wanted to grow up overnight. In the flower beds, the flowers competed for the sake of the flowers, for fear of falling behind others. On the spring jasmine, the slender branches are made of golden flowers. Looking backwards like a small horn, like a string of beautiful necklaces. Those deep red flowers are a few kinds of waxy plums. You see those plum blossoms, which are coming earlier than Ye, and they are full of branches.

The sycamore tree next to the flag stage swayed as if it was dancing. At this time, the spring breeze was soft. Warmly blowing on the face gives a warm feeling.

The willows on the campus sprouted new springs, and the spring breeze blew, and the willows stretched long branches, like beautiful girls combing their hair.

A lively and lovely little swallow came from the south and stopped on the wires in the school, like a beautiful note.

At the beginning of the school, we sat in the classroom and started a new year of study. Sometimes we read the sound of reading, and sometimes we did our homework quietly. The bright spring breeze blew into the campus, into the classroom, and hit us. The face makes us more rejuvenated.

As the saying goes, the season is spring, and the season is morning. We should cherish this wonderful time, study hard, and contribute to the motherland in the future.

Spring is a thousand colors. The season of recovery of all things is the beginning of the year. what! I love you, spring.

Fangta fourth grade: Joost