spring is coming

Unconsciously, the winter has slipped away quietly, and the spring girl came to us with a relaxed footstep, and the world around her was completely new: the dry yellow with eyes turned green; the sparse world in winter became the world of leaves, with In the footsteps of the spring girl, the grass is drilled out of the soil, tender and green, in the park, these vitality grasses can be seen everywhere, they watch the beautiful world with curious eyes; in the woods Many of the trees are full of bright flowers; everyone refuses to give up, red, yellow, white, purple, all kinds of flowers are like a beautiful flower bed. Some unknown worms got out of the hole and ran around in the grass, seemingly looking for something.

The spring breeze is the most exciting show in the spring. She is like a warm hand, gently stroking you. The branches of the weeping willows are blown up by the spring breeze. Like a beautiful girl who is brushing her hair, it reminds me of it. A poem: Jasper is made into a tree high, and thousands of hangs are green. I don't know who the fine leaves come out, and the spring breeze looks like scissors. We were at the riverside, and the flute made of willow branches was blowing in the "嘀嘀", blowing out the happiness and happiness in my heart. I don’t know when the ice-filled river was bursting with ripples. It turned out to be lively and lovely. The little fish swims on the river and breathes fresh air.

The rain is soft, jumping on the leaves, like a flower needle, like a filament, densely slanting, like a moment of kung fu will weave a rain curtain bigger than the sky, as the saying goes: Spring rain is as expensive as oil, in The next big rain in the spring, the seeds were full of water, scrambling to find out the strange world.

The playground has become a world of kites. The sky is covered with dense kites, there are pigs and robes, there are Shenzhou VII, etc. On the playground, the children are running with kites, jumping and making a burst of silver bells. The laughter; people took off their heavy clothes in the winter and put on a beautiful thin coat. They stretched the numb body in the winter on the playground. In time, the playground became a sea of ​​joy.

In the spring, the jointing is not only the grass, but also our dreams; in the spring, it is not only the seedlings but also our feelings. Let us embrace the sunshine with a touch of sunshine, turn the message of spring into a sigh of relief, turn the blessings of the heart into full of pride, and succumb to the infiltration of sweat in the spring, and harvest the fruits of hope in the autumn. !

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