Whether you are in school or into society, you always have to contact the essay, essay is the transition from internal to external speech, that is, from the compressed brief, they can understand the language, to carry out, with a standardized grammatical structure, can be understood by others in the form of external language transformation. In order to make it easier and more convenient for you to write your essay, the following is my carefully organized spring essay for the first year.
Spring Essay for First Year 1How can I tell when spring is coming? I only know, when the little swallow dragged scissors-like tail, back to the north of home, twitter, twitter called spring came time; when the distant mountains rolling, become verdant time; when the tender green grass drilled out of the mother earth's embrace, the river broke the ice and flow time. I know that spring is here.
All kinds of flowers are out of the earth, as if waking up. As far as the eye could see, the red flowers, the tender green leaves, and the stark brown tree trunks covered the earth with a layer of spring light. Just see the flowers stretching, scrambling to beckon to me, inviting me to play.
I went looking for spring with curiosity.
Ah, I saw spring. The rolling hills in the distance were clothed in a layer of luminous verdure, and the small trees on the near hillside drew out new branches, and the grass was arched out of the ground by earthworms. They are tender, green, fat leaflets, like a newborn fat doll.
Look! The sky blue blue blue, very new, washed by the snow and rain once again, and much clearer it. From time to time there are a few swallows swept across the sky, looks very anxious, yes, they are as busy as people, people in the spring to sow, turn the ground, watering, swallows in the spring also want to build nests, feeding and production it. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new pair of shoes or boots.
Listen! What is it in the ding dong dong ringing the bell? Oh, it is the river ah, look at his efforts to break out of the ice, out of the earth it. Swallows see the river gushing out, but also very happy, chirping and singing, standing on the sheet music, and the river happy ensemble, with the sound of that really pleasing to the ear.
Smell! How refreshing the fragrance of the flowers ah, touch, the top is still stained with a little dew, crystal clear, and then look good, far away from the smell of flowers.
The spring in my eyes, not only with the eyes, nose, ears feel out, but also printed in the heart. Everything is busy and cheerful. Look, the creeper on the opposite side is greeting me to play, next time, also talk about the spring in your eyes!
Spring in the first year of composition 2A few nights ago, it rained a little rain. Early in the morning, the rain finally stopped. Walking out of the house to see, the ground is wet, in the depression piled up into a small water nest. Tree leaf tip, grass leaf tip still left some crystal rain drops, the wind blew, trees, grass on the water droplets on the tick-tock trembling, down, drop in the water nest, ripples, as if the remote song on a high building, far away from the staccato.
Spring, originally is the season of recovery. After a night of rain, everywhere you can see the shadow of spring: the roadside grass brother poked out his green head, looking around, very lovely; the most beautiful than the willow girl, sweet rain soaked branches, unknowingly put on a new green dress, her long hair is also an invisible comb combing; even the magpies on the tree also flew to come to the party, chirping The swallows are also rushing to build their nests ......
Not only is the grass and trees reviving, but even the flowers are blooming. The red and purple peony flowers put on the colorful clothes, look elegant, beautiful! One by one, the spring flowers became a cluster under the knock of spring; under the sunlight, they became a piece of a piece of a piece of a piece of a piece of a piece of a piece. Full of mountain red open, far away from the past, like a red sunset. Approach a smell, wow! Good fragrance ah! A light refreshing exudes, it seems to know that people are intoxicated by it, so the aroma comes to the nose. All the flowers are blooming their smiling faces, they emit a burst of fragrance and fragrance, attracted hard-working bees and beautiful butterflies.
People took off their thick cotton coats and put on breathable thin jackets, running and playing under the caress of the spring breeze.
Spring is a beautiful season, it is neither the scorching sun of summer, nor the biting winds of winter, it is only green leaves and red flowers beautiful scenery. It is my favorite season!
Spring Essay 3Spring, the season of recovery of all things; spring, the season of blossoming flowers; spring, but also a cheerful season.
On weekends, sitting under a blazing desk lamp, I am writing homework quickly, listening to the birds chirping and feeling the warmth of spring. I know. Spring is here, the joyous spring is here! My mind was taken away by spring all of a sudden, so I had to put down the pen in my hand, walk to the balcony, stand next to the flower cat crouching on the window sill, and look out at the spring scenery together. My cat felt that I was beside her, and her head turned toward me and kept purring, "Meow-" "Meow-" The cheerful sounds rang in my ears, and the wide grin I felt when she was there made her look like she was laughing and smiling. When she saw I wasn't talking, she licked my hand as if to ask, "What are you doing here?" I gave her a few gentle pats and said, "I came to look out the window!" With a dry "meow--" in response, she looked out the window with big, gleaming eyes.
I looked out the window, the original bare lawn, like who changed the trick, the lawn side of the tung tree full of lovely flowers, like who gave "them" dressed up! There are also a few green wild vegetables on the ground from time to time, like who transplanted "them" here. I couldn't hold back any longer, and asked loudly: "Who did all this? You magician, beautician, gardener! Come out!" --Soon after, I saw the beautiful "spring" in front of me! So it was Spring! At this time, a breeze blew out of the window, spring was blown up, the flowers want to pull her, but by the willow floss to stop, willow floss with the wind and spring together with the dance, and suddenly ears ringing in the lively music! They jumped and jumped, and were not tired at all, for they were happy.
I was rendered, I opened the window, let the breeze, sunshine, willow, flowers ...... all the breath of spring are spread to my body, perhaps the cat also felt, but also happy and comfortable to purr a few times! I saw people coming and going on the street face each with a pleasant expression, feel the joy of spring!
I went back to my desk, but did not close the window, because I want to let the spring walk through every corner of my house. I began to write again, but I was not distracted, because my cheerful spring was all around me.
Spring in the First Year Essay 4"Where is spring! Where is spring? Spring is in the verdant mountains and forests ......" Whenever I hear this familiar song, I can't help but ask the question: where in the world is spring? Some people say that there is no spring! I do not think so, the spring in fact has long been here, only to rely on your careful observation in order to find.
Where is spring? Spring is those obscure grass. Spring is here, the grass secretly drilled out of the soil, tender and green. In the park, by the road, at a glance, a large area full of. Children naughtily rolled and kicked the ball happily on the grass in the park. Just see them running, some hide-and-seek ...... laughter filled the whole park.
Where is spring? Spring is those tall and thick trees. Spring has come, the trees and show a vibrant scene of new branches and leaves instead of the original stumps and leaves, they try to suck the nourishment of the spring rain, the earth's nutrients, growth. Peach trees, apricot trees, pear trees are scrambling to open. The trees are full of beautiful flowers, visitors can not help but stop and watch.
Where is spring? Spring is that one is three or two days of spring rain. Spring has come, spring rain quietly descended, the road with umbrellas slowly walking people, the rain and driving a cab working driver, people's houses are silent in the rain. Spring rain is like a lovely little girl, it descends not like the fall rain on the face of people have a kind of pain, not like the winter rain so cold, she is soft, she is small, drops in the face like a mother gently caressing you.
Rodin, the famous French sculpture artist, once said, "Life is not without beauty, but the lack of eyes to find beauty." As long as you are good at discovery, you will find that spring is all around you!
Spring in the first year of the composition 5Spring is a season of recovery of all things, but also a season of reverie, every corner of the earth is full of spring, people look forward to the beautiful spring.
The cold slipped away quietly, and the spring girl walked slowly with light steps. She passed by the place no longer have the breath of winter. The colors of spring are really colorful, the sun is red, the sky is blue, the treetops are tender green, spring flowers are delicate yellow ...... No wonder poets love to sing about spring, painters love to depict the spring, because the spring is the world's fusion of all the beauty of all the colors of the General Assembly. I am very strange, this colorful color why will coincidentally choose spring to the earth?
Spring rain is continuous, soft, it moisturizes the earth, caressing the earth, whispering the earth, in the people do not know when they quietly converge into a small river, accumulated into a deep pool. Ah, the original is the spring rain to bring green life to the pool. Wind and rain always come together. Early spring, with a bit of cold wind, blew everything awake, the treetops green, the earth is green, even the platform of the towering buildings are also green. Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty wrote a poem: "The spring breeze greens the south bank of the river again." What a nice way to put it! But it's not just "green".
In the wind blowing, full of hills and slopes of wildflowers opened their eyes, one, two, a clump, two clumps ...... into a piece, converging into a sea. People face this blue, red, yellow ...... imposing sea of color, worry no more, atrophy no more. Thanks to the colors of spring to bring us upward strength and confidence.
Breathing the breath of spring, feeling the vitality of everything, the body can not help but lighten up, face overflowing with happy smiles. In the unconscious, I was infected by the vitality of spring, turned into a wind, blowing through the mountains and the wilderness, the beauty of the spring, I can not help but lament the endless charm of spring.
I love spring!
Spring in the first year of composition 6The footprints of the spring girl stayed in the wind. The chilly spring wind woke up the sleeping creatures and opened the eyes of countless small lives. Oh! I found the footprints of the spring girl.
The footprints of the spring girl stayed in the rain. Spring rain moist line the flowers and trees, let them together to tell the spring girl got. Grass curiously drilled out of the ground, measuring people's spring scenery; weeping willow let out to him to comb the silk hair; flowers opened a bright smile. Everyone can't wait to enjoy the unique scent of spring rain, oh! I found the footprints of the spring girl.
The footprints of the spring girl stayed in the birds' cries, the vibrant chirping, like a string of melodious notes, singing the first music of spring. Oh! I found the footprints of the spring girl.
The footprints of the spring girl stayed on the river embankment. Look at the river embankment that a deep or shallow or thick or light new green, is so vibrant. They grow happily in the rhythm of the river's passionate exuberance, looking at the tender green all over the place, the spring aunt year with life and hope, with a light step to the earth. He crossed the mountain peaks, flew over the river, and for a moment breathed fresh air, and I felt the footprints of the spring girl around us.
Oh! I finally understand, the footprints of the spring girl stayed in all parts of the motherland, he sprinkled spring to every corner of the earth. This wind, this rain. This birdsong, this green all show the style of spring, spring charm ......
"A year is in the spring", I want to be in this beautiful day, study hard. I am intoxicated in the picturesque spring colors, like becoming a small grass in the colorful spring. A small flower, in the gardener's hard watering, is growing happily and healthily, the motherland's spring decorated more beautiful.
Spring in the first year of the composition 7Spring flowers in the park are blooming, spring is here.
The begonias in the park are in bloom, and spring is here.
The magnolia in the park is in bloom, spring is here.
In March, spring is getting stronger and stronger.
Early in the morning, the sun, like a red balloon rinsed with water, floated up from the sky, and before long, the blue sky looked like it was coated with wax. With the spring breeze blowing and the sun shining brightly, I came to look for the footprints of the spring girl in the Quanshan Forest Park.
I walked up the mountain road, along the way, the grass is like a glaze, small wildflowers appear from time to time in the green grass, embellishing it. The sunlight poured over them, and they appeared more vibrant. Suddenly, in front of the emergence of a piece of spring flowers, fragrant and incomparable, a cluster of branches, falling all over the beautiful yellow butterfly, the spring breeze for them to blow the song of spring, spring flowers with the wind, enchanting dance of spring. The oriole on the tree chirping for the spring song accompaniment. See, this is a wonderful dance music ah! This is the gift of the spring girl to the earth!
Further up, there is a sea of begonias. Compared to the spring flowers, begonias are more mature, the red flowers, dignified and stable, like a girl with rouge as charming. Its stretched body, in the sunlight overflowing with bright sunshine like light. At this time, a layer, a cluster of begonias in the bath of spring light, as if the spray flowers of the fountain, the fountain gushing out is not the infinite spring?
Roadside, stands a few magnolia, oil-green leaves reflecting the light of day, they are my favorite flowers in the spring, because it is never with other flowers to fight, but in the twilight of spring only Shan Shan came. When the south wind picks up, some of them are in bud, some are only a little open and some are in full bloom. In the oily green leaves accompanied by, so simple and pure, white flowers standing, such as a clear-eyed, gentle and elegant woman. Each petal is cohesive with a layer of light calm, as if a piece of jade carved from, so transparent and warm.
Spring, full of vitality, full of vigor, it strides lightly, is coming to us.
Spring in the first year essay 8Looking forward, looking forward, the east wind came, the footsteps of spring is close.
-- Zhu Ziqing
Look, the buds of the spring flowers are in full bloom; listen, the tinkling sound of the spring water is ringing again; you smell, it seems as if the whole world has been wrapped in flowers. Can't hide the fragrance of flowers, can't cover the lush, can't block the east wind, seems to be telling the face of spring. Yes, spring clothing are so gorgeous, not to mention her face and how it should be a smile to the city?
After dinner, I strolled alone on the path beside the river, humming a little song, pacing a little step, shaking my head, shaking my head, so happy.
Feel the wind from the river set off a burst of fresh, occasionally, hear "flutter" sound, is where the small fish and "leap dragon gate" it; occasionally, hear "croak" sound, is where the small fish and "leap dragon gate" it; occasionally, hear "croak" sound, is where the small fish and "leap dragon gate" it; occasionally, hear "croak" sound, is where the small fish and "leap dragon gate" it. "sound, is where the frog and naughty it; occasionally, hear people laughing and talking, perhaps they are also feeling the spring, feel the spring this is not a quiet night it!
In the morning, a warm ray of sunshine to wake me up, looking out the window that naughty to probe outside the grass. I can't help but smile, spring may be a tomboy, lively and active. He turned the old city unchanged winter more and more mischievous, the willow branches floating with the wind, hitting people in the face, do not feel pain, but rather give a feeling of laziness, which can not help but remind me of Bai Juyi's poem: "The willow branches of the green door is soft and feeble, the east wind blowing into gold color." Such a picture is how beautiful ah, like a woman of incomparable beauty standing in the breeze, the group of horns slightly flying, scattered hair also fluttering with the wind. This picture is more beautiful because of the existence of women. The most important thing is that the spring is the most favorable, the best of the willow full of the Emperor.
It seems that the ears again sounded a stream of sound, listen carefully, good, it is the sound of the stream, regardless of the beautiful idyllic picture, regardless of that in the breeze in the beauty of the incomparable woman, quickly paced to the source of the sound. Good, it is a clear stream, touch the stream with your fingers, warm, fingers swinging in the water, feel the fish in the hands of the soothing sense of smoothness.
Spring like a little girl, quiet. Spring is also like a little brother, let people laugh and cry.
Perhaps just too much like our spring.
Spring in the first year of composition 9Spring came, the river ice melted, fresh grass and explore the green shoots, willow trees re-dressed in new clothes ...... everything is so vibrant.
In a revival of everything, vibrant spring there is a colorful flower, his petals have five different colors, in the spring wind blowing under the Buddha, colorful flowers proudly dance its colorful petals, to others to show their own unique style, it thought it was the most beautiful in this spring, others are very envious of it , so it is very proud of complacency. One day, the blue sky came to the colorful flower and said, "You have so many colors, can you give me a blue?" Colorful flower full of promise, so the colorful flower to give their blue to the blue sky, the blue sky from now on become more blue; grass to it borrowed green, grass more tender green; later peach blossom to the colorful flower borrowed pink, so it is more delicate; the sun to it to borrow the red, later more bright; flower core to it to borrow yellow, the flowers embellish the more beautiful.
The next day, the five-color flower's cry woke up the stone brother who was sleeping, and the stone brother asked, "Why are you crying?" Five-color flower said aggrieved: "I had five colors, the blue sky to me borrowed blue, grass to me borrowed green, peach blossom and to me borrowed pink, and finally the core of the flower to me borrowed yellow now I do not even have a color!" "Then you asked them back!" Brother Stone said.
It dawned on the five-colored flower that it had to ask them for their colors back. After this incident, the five-color flower more cherish their own color, and no longer to others to show off their beauty.
Spring in the first year of junior composition 10Today is a Sunday, I rode my beautiful bike to the countryside with my parents.
Miles of blue sky, bright sunshine sprinkled on the body, warm, the wind blew up the willow, stroked from the face, soft, soft. I pulled a branch of willow by hand, ah, that a green elf has poked its head out of the branches, it seems that in a few days, they will become willow leaves.
We came to the Xiaobai River, I parked my bike on the bridge and looked into the river, the snow and ice has disappeared without realizing it, the endless ice and snow seems like yesterday. Water waves rippled on the surface of the water, and the water plants at the bottom of the river showed their vitality again.
The fields next to the river green wheat waves with the slight spring breeze rise and fall, the spring breeze is filled with the fragrance of rapeseed flowers and peach blossoms, the fields of a green, a yellow, a red, it is really full of spring ah! Roadside farmers uncle has come out of the house, in the field hard plowing, dad said they are ready to plant watermelon, sweet watermelon is through their hard-working hands planted out, I look at the figure of bowing plowing, from the heart eyes grateful to them, an old uncle has taken off the sheep clothing, but also from time to time with the hand wiped the face of the sweat...
The old uncle has taken off the sheep clothes, but also with the hands of the face from time to time wiped the sweat ...
The old uncle has taken off the sheep clothes, and also from time to time with the hand wiped the face of the sweat. ...
Spring has quietly to us, the time of the year is spring, hard-working farmers uncle has begun to harvest for the fall busy, we can not let the naughty spring dolls from the side of the white slip away ah, a good reserve of new knowledge it! For our future harvest efforts in the field of knowledge plowing it! A plow will always have a harvest.
Spring in the first year of composition 11Grandpa Winter retired, he called the spring girl to receive his place.
Spring is here. The grass stretched lazily, opened its loosely awakened eyes, and looked out at the world. Small flowers also shyly poked their heads out, always want to wait to see the beautiful world outside ......
"Who is this? Who is it that woke up the little grass and flowers?"
It turned out to be the spring girl to change the grass and flowers to wake up. Wherever the spring girl's braid floats, there she puts on a new dress.
She changed all the living spirits of the mountains and rivers into new clothes.
The weather in spring is also different.
On a sunny day, birds and flowers bloom. Small fish swim around in the pond, waiting for the good people to feed them food; big trees on the birds chirping and singing, let us appreciate their and music; grass echoed the children's laughter, so that the adults also reminisce about the good childhood.
When there is rain, you do not think it is bad, then you are very wrong.
We are happier when there is rain; so that when we sit at home and think about being happy, and look at the spring rain falling outside, even the bad mood will be happy and happy.
If you do not want to be bored at home can also, you can take the umbrella, run outside the house bare feet in the puddles jumping and singing.
After the spring rain is another image, you can take a magnifying glass to explore the insects in the grass. The air is fresher after the rain a fresh smell comes to you. The green grass and brightly colored flowers look like they have had a refreshing bath.
Now spring has come silently, perhaps it is around us, let us look for it carefully, to cheerfully welcome the spring!
Spring in the first year of the essay 12Spring, summer, fall and winter of the year are all beautiful `. Some people like the summer of flowers, long of fruitful; some people like Guisu far floating, fruitful autumn; some people like plum blossoms, silver winter; and I, like the peach blossom bursts, the spring of the recovery of all things.
The wind, blowing softly; branches; swinging leisurely. Rosy spring flowers, smiling brightly. Hundreds of flowers, the color of the flowers attracted bees, the fragrance of the flowers mixed with the breath of the bees, the petals are printed with the footprints of the bees. At this time, the beautiful butterflies also came to dance with the bees, swinging that graceful posture, two wings fluttering, and the bees dance together, the bees surrounded by butterflies in the array, the flowers seem to bloom a smile, warmly received the bees to collect honey. That is really only spring can feel the breath of this beauty ......
Look far away, hardworking people are sowing seeds, in order to wait for the fall harvest. I can see the sweat beads from the forehead straight down, that is how luscious, a drop, a drop, are very precious.
The grass quietly burrowed out of the soil, tender and green. In the garden, in the field, look at it, a large area full of it.
Look at the willow tree, soft willow branches fluttering in the wind, just like a fair lady in the spring breeze to show a graceful dance. If you ask: "Where are the most beautiful willow trees?" I would answer: "The willow tree by the river is the most beautiful, because she is always standing next to the riverbank, combing her mesmerizing hair, even the water in the river also combed up like her. The spring I long for
This is spring, colorful spring; fascinating spring; sighing spring ......
Spring in the first year of junior high school essay 13Spring represents the scene of vitality. The scene of cheerfulness and the recovery of all things, the birds are flying from the far south, and the grass and trees on the ground are stretching themselves like children who just woke up from sleep, lovely, while I stayed honestly at home.
That day, I remember that I was still lying in bed at 10 o'clock, and I didn't want to get up, but my friend came to my house early, and as soon as he entered the door, he said, "still sleeping, get up!" Side said the hand also shook me up.
"Well, get up, don't shake again." After saying that, I can not stand it, so I got up.
"Go today go out to play, no longer stay at home." He said seriously, see him this serious look, have no choice but to go out.
I just walked out of the door I felt the air wet and moist, full of flowers and grass, let a person forget the tiredness of sleeping, let a person full of strength, let a person look forward to today's things, to see my friend in front of me also to this air sigh, let a person some want to laugh.
As we walked, the sun began to shine brighter and more eye-catching, and when it shone on us, we felt very warm, like a mother's embrace, making people feel very close.
The two of us walked into the park and went to get something to eat after playing happily in it, and then, back to the original place, we looked at the tall trees in the park being blown by the spring wind, but the leaves just didn't fall off a few pieces, just like naughty children, and there were many people playing under the trees, which was really a beautiful picture.
Swallows fly from afar and landed on the wire, ah how like the same person, randomly sang a song, the song is how beautiful and beautiful, just want to go to catch the swallows, almost stepped on the grass, and hastily remove the foot, look at what a beautiful crispy green grass, and there are morning dewdrops, so that people do not want to hurt.
And this is the beautiful spring, or the first time I so carefully observed, so I have to thank my friends, let me understand the spring, so I love the spring, love its vitality, love its laughter, love its everything recovered.
The first spring essay 14
A moment, it has been spring, according to the ancient portrayal has long been the "spring breeze sends warmth into the tusu" climate, "jasper make up a tree high, 10,000 hanging down the green silk tapestry" of the scenery. But now, but still a "purple plug March not see flowers" of vitality. This is not, but also drifted up the snow!
Pei Duo Fei did not say, "Winter has come, spring will be far away? But this year's winter girl seems to be how to refuse to leave, a "I do not go, how can I" momentum. In the past, Xin Qiji "spring often afraid of flowers bloom early", and now I have been "thinking of spring busy hope that the flowers will soon bloom"! I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it.
I remember my mom once said, the ancient sinus, June days drifted up goose feather snow. Could it be that the snow on this March day is also red? Perhaps. But I remember a few books have written, that is the party in tears in the mystery love, turned into warm snow, with this other way to love the protagonist it! Putting the two visions together, I'd prefer to believe the second one, it's more romantic, more beautiful, more mysterious, isn't it? Spring drifting ghost snow, drifting through strands of love, is happy or sad, is fantasy, is beautiful. But I prefer to believe that it is a song drifting into my heart. A lyrical nocturne, a stirring symphony, a pure love song. It brings me a long-buried love in my heart. Winter is because of the snow and beautiful, 20xx winter has not been snow, has not been in my heart that a love of snow release. Now the snow has come, the heart, also opened! Snow is like the angel of happiness, open hands, take me into its embrace.
This year, 20xx, I must be happy! Snow is still falling, snowy, white and transparent, interspersed with beauty, romance and happiness.
The spring of the first year essay 15Gently, quietly, unconsciously, that warm wind has blown, lifted off the winter clothes of the earth, pulled open the green curtain, showing us a colorful season. My hometown, Danjiang, the city of water, ushered in this beautiful season. "Diving into the night with the wind, moistening things silently." Rustling, water city spring rain, gently, softly, silently, quietly, floating and crooked, weaving a huge net fluttering in the spring breeze. This happy little elf, break free from the night hostage, plain clothes and skirt, breathless and astringent, fly, fly, fly, fly to the top of the bamboo trees, fly to the red wall wall tile, fly to the vast wilderness ...... stars, slowly, slowly, fluttering and sprinkling, like a naughty hand scattering grains of fine sand, like a swimming goose shaking down the water droplets stained with the prison... ... "Two yellow orioles sing in the green willow, and a line of egrets goes up to the blue sky." Early in the morning, with the first bird song, the city of water capital awakened.
Look! People's neck scarves have been "laid off", the thick cotton jacket and coat have been "unemployed", "on duty" is a thin sweater. The old people go to the square early for morning exercise. Children full of vigor sing "Where is spring, where is spring" and run happily to school. Busy adults rode their bicycles to work. "When you see the red wet place, the flowers are heavy Jin Guan Cheng." Look at the riverside junior high school, that was originally covered with yellow trees have grown buds and new branches, grass also you do not let me I do not let you squeeze, afraid of their own no position. The style of the willow is like an ancient color piano, by the spring breeze of the delicate fingers gently dial, issued a pleasant piano body, and the birds sing happily and happily, composed a song of praise to the spring hymn. Oh, spring, poetic season. Willow flakes floating all over the sky, who touched and broke the bottle filled with green, coloring the city of the water capital green? Oh, spring ......