In the blink of an eye, spring is finally back, the spring girl quietly came to earth, to the earth put on a green dress, sprinkled with drizzle for the earth gently wash. We came to the countryside, everywhere the flowers and trees grew young leaves, buds, flowers, the ground appeared starry young grass. Swallows came from the south, chirping in the sky, as if to say: "The spring scenery is so beautiful! The air is so fresh, I love the spring here." Flying freely on the lake, occasionally dipping the surface of the water with the tip of their tails, the ripples swirled away in circles. The small fish in the river play in the green waves, and from time to time a few bubbles come out of their mouths, and the small ducks swim happily on the surface of the water. Many small colorful butterflies stood on the beautiful flower heads, as if praising the beauty of the flowers. The brightly colored flowers attracted many bees, who showed their beautiful dance on the colorful flowers to the earth, the flowers were intoxicated, also gently dance. A cool breeze blowing through the gusts of fragrance so that I could not help but stop and savor. Those with a yellowish willow by the gentle breeze blowing are unconsciously twisted her slender waist.
I love spring, I love to see the surrounding creatures thriving scene, love to listen to the gurgling of the river and the birds chirping and singing, love to smell the fragrance of various plants.
In the blink of an eye, spring is finally back, the spring girl quietly came to mankind, to the earth put on a green dress, sprinkled down the rain for the earth gently wash. We came to the countryside, everywhere the flowers and trees grew young leaves, buds, flowers, the ground appeared starry young grass. Swallows came from the south, chirping in the sky, as if to say: "The spring scenery is so beautiful! The air is so fresh, I love the spring here." Flying freely on the lake, occasionally dipping the surface of the water with the tip of their tails, the ripples swirled away in circles. The small fish in the river play in the green waves, and from time to time a few bubbles come out of their mouths, and the small ducks swim happily on the surface of the water. Many small colorful butterflies stood on the beautiful flower heads, as if praising the beauty of the flowers. The brightly colored flowers attracted many bees, who showed their beautiful dance on the colorful flowers to the earth, the flowers were intoxicated, also gently dance. A cool breeze blowing through the gusts of fragrance so that I could not help but stop and savor. Those with yellowish willows are gently blown by the breeze are unconsciously twisted her slender waist.
In the spring environment, I feel relaxed and happy. I really want to become a bird, flying to the clouds overlooking the earth, painfully enjoy the spring created a variety of miracles. The arrival of the spring girl to bring the earth a new scene, everywhere is full of vitality, full of hope, everywhere is brilliant, birds and flowers, so I seem to have entered the fairyland.
Looking, hoping, the east wind came, the footsteps of spring is close.
Everything is like just waking up, gladly open eyes. The mountains are moist, the water is long, and the sun's face is red.
The grass peeked out of the earth, tender and green. The garden, the field, look to go, a large area full of. The first thing you need to do is to sit down, lie down, play a couple of rolls, kick a couple of balls, race a couple of times, and play a couple of times of hide-and-seek. The wind is gentle and the grass is soft.
Peach trees, apricot trees, pear trees, you do not let me, I do not let you, are full of flowers to catch up. The red like fire, pink like the summer, white like snow. Flowers with a sweet flavor, closed his eyes, the tree seems to have been full of peaches, apricots, pears! Thousands of bees buzzed under the flowers, and butterflies of all sizes flitted about. The wildflowers were all over the place: miscellaneous, named and unnamed, scattered in the grass, like eyes, like stars, and winking.
"Blowing face not cold willow wind", good, like a mother's hand caressing you. The wind brings some of the smell of freshly turned soil, mixed with the smell of grass, as well as the fragrance of various flowers, all brewing in the slightly moist air. Birds will be nesting in the flowers and young leaves, happy, calling friends to show off the crisp throat, singing a melodious tune, and the light wind and flowing water to echo. The short flute of the cowherd boy on the back of the cow, this time also all day in the loud and clear sound.
Rain is the most common, one is three or two days. But don't be annoyed, look, like cow hair, like flower needle, like fine silk, densely woven diagonally, people's roofs are covered with a layer of thin smoke. The leaves of the trees, however, are so green that they shine, and the grass is so green that it forces your eyes. In the evening, on the lamp, a little yellow light, baked a quiet and peaceful night. In the countryside, on the path, by the stone bridge, people walking slowly with umbrellas; and farmers working in the field, wearing straw raincoats and hats. Their straw huts, sparse and silent in the rain.
There are more kites in the sky and more children on the ground. In the city and countryside, families, old and young, they also rush like, one by one, they all came out. They all came out one by one to relax their muscles and bones, to shake their spirits, and to do their own thing. "A year's plan lies in spring"; just the beginning of the head, there is plenty of work, there is plenty of hope.
Spring is like a doll that has just landed on the ground, from head to toe it is new, it grows.
Spring is like a little girl, blossoming, smiling, walking.
Spring is like the sturdy youth, with arms and waist and feet of iron, he leads us on