spring

Icy snow,

Falling underground,

Gradually melting,

What will it become?

Small seeds,

Planted into the land,

Gradually rooting, sprouting,

What will it become?

Icy snow,

After all, it will melt,

I think,

It will become spring!

Small seeds,

In the end, it will grow leaves, bloom,

I think,

It will become spring!

The spring breeze blows,

The icy snow no longer cares for the cold heart,

Willing to turn into a drop of snow in the spring,

Moisturize the seeds and grow up slowly.

The spring rain falls,

The little seeds no longer have nostalgia for the cold land.

Accumulate a bit of strength,

Breaking the ground and becoming a bud.

From then on,

I don't like winter anymore.

because

I know,

No matter how cold the winter,

Behind him will be a warm spring girl.

Fifth grade: Peng Xinyi (suki)