In daily study, work or life, we all often see the figure of the essay, right, the essay can be divided into elementary school composition, secondary school composition, college composition (essay). I believe that many people will find it difficult to write essays, the following is the taste of spring essay that I help you organize, welcome to read and collect.
Spring flavor essay 1Perhaps for some people, spring often represents joy, a beautiful romantic season. While for me spring is a bitter sad season. Maybe it was that time when something happened that made me sensitive and resentful to the word spring.
It was an early spring when the snow had just passed and the spring winds had not yet arrived. I went back to my hometown, which I had not visited for a long time, and all the things were prepared for the imminent arrival of the spring, and the grasses were struggling to get out of the swaddling of the earth; and the willow branches were fiddling with the new buds that he had just pulled out. I chatted with Chen Fan, the son of one of the townspeople there, by the river, and he laughed with me about some of the countryside, and I was very happy to hear these stories that I could not hear in the city.
When I mentioned how I didn't want to study at school and how I complained about the amount of homework, a hint of helplessness flashed in his bright eyes, which was detected by me, and I knew that I had mentioned a heavy topic, and I asked him, "What's the matter with you -- with you? " "Nothing." He forced a smile, "It's-it's just that my dad made me-he made me take a year off from school this year." "School will continue next year." He immediately continued. "Oh-oh," I let out a long, meaningful sigh as a spring breeze blew away the joy of having just met and the enthusiasm of having just talked freely. I began to be silent in order not to touch on the subject of school. He was silent too. After a period of silence, I still can't hold back the strong curiosity: "Why does your father not let you go to school, now not reform and opening up, how there is still this feudal bad habits," he laughed bitterly for a while: "My father planted, the first few months also for me to study, since my cousin's "wealth", my father only after a period of time, he was not allowed to go to school. "Since my cousin got rich, my father had the idea of letting me not go to school." "Windy, what are you talking about." He did not stop because of my interruption, he kept telling his encounter: "Cousin did not go to school, he worked in the coal kiln under the mountain, he found that the owner of the kiln is very rich, know that open the coal kiln, although the risk of big, but special to make money, so he borrowed from relatives more than 400,000 plus his parents that money to open a coal kiln, two years down to earn hair, not only to the debt is paid off, and also buy a Millions of cars, buildings should be up, the village people envy, so my father wants me to go out to start a business, but also made up a set of sophistry,: even if you read the university out of the 30 years old, you start a business may be two years and your brother the same, pull is called to have a good fortune. I insisted on reading he reluctantly told Oh I only go out to start a business for a year, no work and then come back to continue to study, I can only agree."
We were once again silent, a long time I slowly said: "I do not deny that young people go out to start a business to find a job, I can not let you continue to go to school for a year, but I can only tell you: reading is not the only way out, but he is definitely a shortcut." When I said this my old boredom with reading and complaints about homework were nowhere to be found, only that I could now read happily. Sprinkled spring wind blew a string of nursery rhymes: small ahm small Erlang ah, carrying a schoolbag to the school, not afraid of the sun, not afraid of that wind and rain crazy ......
When he heard this, he could not help but shake his head and bitterly laugh.
The flavor of spring essay 2Spring gives me a feeling of happiness, because that represents a new beginning, look at the grass is green, the flowers are red, the birds call.
These days are the period of mango blossom, and you can smell the strong fragrance of mango blossom everywhere. Every day when you pass by the company's mango tree, you can't help but slow down, take a few deep breaths, close your eyes, and seem to feel the mango harvest.
The three kapoks in the district square also bloomed, a red, an orange, a light red, each with its own characteristics. The upright figure, became a highlight of this more than ten years of the neighborhood. I have an inseparable relationship with the kapok, the city which has her, which has left my footprints. Two years ago, I had my own card machine, but also to her constantly chow chow. I like her and even love her, obsessed with her tree red, all upright and righteous. Just like my love of life. That full of bulging flowers, to show the world their strong vitality.
Nature in the spring is even more tempting. She constantly attracts my footsteps, so that I can not control myself and have an urge to go out.
During the spring vacation, the peach blossoms in Peach Blossom Valley were in full bloom, and the red and pink peaches attracted thousands of tourists, as well as industrious bees. The family strolled through the peach forest and wandered through the sea of flowers. I can't help but think of the peach trees in my hometown. When I was a child, a few sisters planted peach trees behind their houses, and when spring came, the pink flowers were delicate. A gust of light wind blew, peach blossom flying, that is the joy of childhood ah. On the day of the Lantern Festival, I was unexpectedly rewarded with sunflowers at Seaside Park. The first time I saw such a large sunflower show, the joy in my heart is overflowing. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good look at them, but I'm sure I'll be able to get a good look at them.
The color of spring is colorful, all colors of zinnias are visible everywhere, regardless of the season. In the morning after the spring rain, you will see the petals on the ground, which is better than the scene of Daiyu burying the flowers in the Dream of the Red Chamber. Sometimes I really want to stop and record this beautiful scenery, but unfortunately, I am just a person who goes to work in the morning and returns home in the evening, and I can't help that the factory car in front of me doesn't wait for me.
The spring trees are also a variety of strange tricks, Jingshan Park, a corner of the tree was bare, spring a layer of fuzzy gold attached to a tree under the tree is full of colorful Duduan flowers. Sunshine through, like into a dream, let me linger. The tree is wrapped around a kind of unknown vine, they are interdependent, each showing its beauty.
Into nature, you will find a variety of beauty. In the tip of the tree, in the hillside, in the meadow, in the seashore layers of green; that snow-white reed flowers; that the tip of the Turk seedling; and the birds and frogs; can continue to give themselves a surprise.
In the spring, people's mood is also particularly good, due to that is the flavor of happiness.
The flavor of spring essay 3Last year, that winter, stayed by the fireplace every day, the hand actually still have frostbite, and frostbitten ears. I'm looking forward to spring to arrive early, so I can feel her sunny and spring flowers.
The other day, I heard a few birds chirping in my bed, and it was very clear that spring is here. But in the daytime in this than the city to be much cooler than the countryside to be a little more noisy small streets, to see is still a winter scene: the old people are still shrinking, the child is wrapped up by the adults, a glance can not be found in the half a point of vitality of the things. The sky from here is gray, and the houses here have painted their roofs light black, so it's even darker, and it seems to have a lot of resemblance to my distant future.
Two nights ago when the power went out here, I cried so much I stayed up most of the night, thankfully none of the people called, and would have liked to talk to my mom for a while, but she couldn't get in touch without a cell phone. She's always insisted on not using her cell phone, but it's really for us. I remember one of her car rides when an elderly couple wanted her to show them how to use their cell phone, and my mom couldn't learn from the embarrassment she was feeling. But she still put it as a joke to her relatives, "I was just not good enough to say that even you guys are using cell phones, I don't even have one yet." While my mom's comment made the relatives laugh, I listened with tears in my eyes and was a little shaken up about my decision. I really wanted to find someone to talk to, but ended up not calling anyone, I was afraid to expose my vulnerability to them.
Yesterday, my childhood friend sent a text message to ask me how to prepare for the college entrance exams, I said that there is no difference with the previous study, the difference is that now I call the person in charge of me as the boss. She said, "As long as we can still smile in the sunshine after experiencing these, we are all strong, metamorphosis requires courage and perseverance." And finally she added, "The harsh winter is over, spring is here!" I know spring is coming, and slowly I see hope.
Today a day without electricity, all feel relaxed uncomfortable, and I fell free to read, only the heart is not yet fully in it. Later, my uncle took down a publicity banner in front of the door, and suddenly felt a bright house, and from here you can also faintly see the opposite side of the house behind the mountain of a little light green, the mood has become soothing. After dinner, I took my little sister Yihui to her school to fly a kite, and we ran around without any inhibitions, and the kite flew higher and higher. I raised my head and saw the sky was blue, the scattered clouds were white, and there was a faint reddish glow in the sky. At that moment there was a crystalline liquid dripping across my face, but I also felt very happy.
I solemnly opened the book again, "the east wind does not come, the willow in March does not fly", the passing passenger clattering hooves will take us to the spring stroll ......
The taste of spring essay 4Spring breeze, gently brushing the tender willow. Spring rain, moisturizing the red flowers. Unconsciously, spring has gladly come, to go to the winter cold, without the coolness of the autumn rain. Spring is actually sweet, bitter, sour.
Sweet
May 1, the weather is crisp, is a good day of labor, this is going to go out and trekking, mom's best friend, Auntie Ma said: "trekking? May Day is Labor Day, should also labor labor. Just with my daughter to sell balloons, but also a little feel the charm of labor." "Go!" When I heard that, I was energized, "What about the money earned?" "It's yours!" "Then set it for tomorrow." I danced with joy, thinking, "Auntie Ma has lost a lot of money! Can't you sell these balloons? With twenty balloons, I could make forty or fifty dollars after deducting the capital. Thinking about the waistline and a lot of drums, the heart is happy.
Bitter
The next day, the weather was gray, "really ghost weather! Yesterday went well." But we still talked and laughed all the way to Jiangnan Park, far away from the other aunts with a big handful of balloons. We couldn't just sit on the bench, so we yelled, "Sell balloons! Sell balloons!" "Auntie, buy a balloon for your child!" Do not say, this yell really works, not long after the two children, noisy parents to buy, we began to bargaining activities "three yuan a it." Auntie said. "No ah! Auntie, we three yuan to enter. Everyone else is paying five dollars." "Four dollars then!" "Okay!" Four dollars was the first bucket of gold we earned. "Balloons for sale, buy one for your child!" But they all answered the same way, "No need," "No buy! ...... At this time, two sisters came up to me and asked, "Kids, how much is a balloon?" "Five dollars a piece." In this way, another ten dollars earned, and finally, had to sigh to see the flower is easy to embroider the flower is difficult. Small half a day has passed, only sold six balloons, in the balloon line, there are three more not easy to fly. On the way home, sold two more at a reduced price, which only made the capital back. The first time I saw this, I was so tired that I had to go to the hospital to get the money back!
Sour
Money can be really hard to come by ah, this is my feeling, in such a beautiful spring, I appreciate the parents to earn money is not easy to experience the hardship of mothers and fathers, and how many mothers and fathers desperately for their children to earn money? Through this activity of selling balloons, we should be more sympathetic to our mothers and fathers, understanding mothers and fathers.
Spring is a wonderful season, in which I tasted sweet, bitter and sour. Spring is a warm season, in this season I realized the expectations of my father and mother, the hard work and the expectations of my hatred. In short, in the spring, this season I experienced a lot.
The taste of spring essay 5This weekend Mr. Wang assigned that interesting homework, let us learn to burn vegetables. I burn what? Grandpa said: "Burn a tomato scrambled eggs, how beautiful. "Good mom said:" fried a shredded pork rice cake, how delicious. I thought for a moment and said, "It's winter now, it's cold, I wish spring would come soon! Dad said, "Let's stir-fry a cassoulet of spring bamboo shoots." "Which spring bamboo shoots? ""Which spring bamboo shoots?"" I asked, "Let's go! Let's go shopping for vegetables first! "
A walked into the food court, the nose smelled a variety of flavors, the oncoming fruit stalls, the fragrance of fruit, really good smell. The smell and fishy and stinky is selling seafood, Dad said: this is the smell of the sea ", I covered my nose. Walked to the second floor to buy vegetables, finally found the spring bamboo shoots, they pointed long, wearing brown and black "clothes", "clothes" stained with a little yellow mud, as if just jumped out of the soil.
After buying the food I pulled my father to hurry home, my mother put on my apron, my grandmother prepared a pot and bowl, I was like a little chef. Dad opened the bag containing bamboo shoots, while giving me a knife, let me in its "clothes" on a knife, and then use your fingers, slowly, little by little, the bamboo shoots "clothes" off. After taking off the clothes of the spring kite, white and tender, look so cute, put them neatly on the cutting board. Take out the kitchen knife, and then use the back of the knife in the bamboo shoots body hard beat, my strength is small, shoot can not shoot, one, two, finally heard "咵" sound, bamboo shoots from the center of the cracked into a lot of petals. I carefully cut, I am afraid to cut their fingers, a moment of effort into a section of the bamboo shoots.
Dad put the pot on the stove, and then poured on the oil, slowly, the oil rose a lot of small bubbles, rose a light smoke, Dad said the temperature is up, the bamboo shoots should be under the pot. I nervously took the plate, squinted, poured the bamboo shoots in, turned around and fled a good distance, "cha ......" spring bamboo shoots dancing in the frying pan, big clouds of smoke. Floating up like a white cloud, drilled into the hood and disappeared without a trace. "Stir fry, stir fry" Dad took over the spatula and helped me stir fry in the frying pan, while saying "when the bamboo shoots change color, they are almost cooked", stir frying, the bamboo shoots turned golden brown. I started to put in the salty soy sauce and sweet sugar. Covered the pot with a lid. After a while, the bamboo shoots to the soy sauce "drink dry", "out of the pot", I put the bamboo shoots in a big plate.
I burned the taste of spring bamboo shoots will be how? Grandpa ate a piece first, "so fresh!" Then Grandma tasted it, "Mmm, delicious! "Dad, steals a piece and puts it in his mouth and says, "Ah! It's crispy! "It's a little sweet," says mom. I ate two pieces at once, "this, this is the taste of spring ah! "
The taste of spring essay 6Spring flowers bloom, everything is revived. The sun shines on the earth, the roadside grass is leisurely, wildflowers; riverside, weeping willow, long branches gently flicked the lake; pink cherry blossoms, white magnolia flowers, golden spring flowers ...... those novel green, tender yellow, light pink, competing for color. Flowers would have been the color of spring, its colorful, its red, its red, its purple, its intoxicating aroma, make people happy.
In the field, the piece of green wheat seedlings, is sucking the manna of spring plucking growth. The rape field is already golden. The bees buzzed their wings and flew between the bright yellow flowers, the intoxicating fragrance of the flowers, refreshing. Standing in the warm sunshine, breathing in the sweet fragrance of flowers, breathing in the breath of the spring soil, listening to the birds and insects laughing, how can the inner complexity not be broken by this spring painting?
Spring, but also the season of wild vegetables, they are the best representative of the fresh taste of spring, not only to feed people's eyes, more refreshing appetite. This spring, I tasted several kinds of wild vegetables, new to recognize and taste a kind of wild vegetables, called "sheep's foot grass", it is grass tender stems and leaves can be eaten, eating method is diverse, can be fried, can also be used as a soup or hot pot with vegetables, the taste is refreshing, with a similar coronary flavor. Its plant name is "a little red". It is a very good Chinese medicine. According to the search, in Chinese herbal medicine, the whole grass or the whole grass with roots (goat's foot grass): bitter, cool. Clearing heat and removing toxins, dispersing stasis and swelling, cooling blood. It is used for sore throat, broken mouth, wind-heat cough, diarrhea, dysentery, drenching pain in urine, carbuncle, carbuncle of breast, boils and sores.
Shepherd's purse, many people recognize, it can strengthen the stomach and eliminate food. It is rich in nutrients, but also has a good healing effect. Shepherd's purse has a good prevention and treatment of hypertension, blood in urine, nosebleeds and so on. Shepherd's purse is not only high in nutritional value, but also has a unique flavor. Do dumplings, bun filling, the taste is particularly good.
Malantou, flavorful and refreshing, people often like to use it as a delicious dish on the table. March is a good time to eat marjoram. Cold, fried food, do filling dumplings are very delicious. And rich in nutrients, both heat detoxification, stopping bleeding, dissipate the swelling of the therapeutic effect.
There are amaranth, wolfberry head, dandelion and other wild vegetables are eaten at this time of the year, different varieties, different flavors, different roles, only in the countryside is not often seen. But vegetable farms occasionally see some old farmers pick to sell, the price is also very cheap.
Outside the door, full of the breath of spring, let a person cozy. Spring, let a person intoxicated, let a person touch. Spring, more let us feel the power of life!
The taste of spring essay 7Unconsciously, spring comes quietly. It is like a shy maiden, so gentle and delicate to push open the doors and windows of the seasons.
The warm spring breeze tweaks the children's playful heartstrings. The bright spring day disperses the bone-chilling cold, leads you out of the long cold winter snow, and lets you appreciate the green shoots running in the wilderness.
Enjoying the first ray of spring sunshine, I took off the heavy cotton jacket, strolling in the countryside on the ridge, sniffing the fragrance of the flowers, feel the warmth of the sun. I saw a woman carrying a hoe, holding a little girl to go to the field to sow seeds, sowing the hope of spring, let them take root and germinate, and wait until the fall to harvest the joy of harvest. Faintly, I heard the little girl tell her mother that she smelled the smell of spring.
The smell of spring, what kind of smell does spring have? Like rain before you can smell the smell of rain and dirt mixed, the sun has its own unique flavor, I have always believed that spring is a flavor, perhaps a fluffy and warm flavor, and the milky flavor of the little baby in general, is fluffy, hot, with a sweet taste, and the gentle delicate warm wind; perhaps a bit of yellow dotted with the soft willow, strings of life in the branches of the joy of sprouting. The earth will be this vitality catalyzed by the vitality, wet soil mixed with sweet flowers, refreshing flavor.
Of course, the taste of spring presents different colors in different situations. In the first few days of spring, the spring breeze is still mixed with a hint of cold, the surrounding smell like eating ice cream, a bite full of snow and ice flavor, the mouth immediately turned into a sweet. A few days later, I found that the weeds "spring breeze blowing again", it is from the yellow grass under the tenacity to drill out, just to breathe the smell of spring. The cold in the air had dissipated, and there was only the warm, dusty smell of dust. I could vaguely see a small puff of smoke rising from the grass as it "burst" out of the earth, and felt the joy of this lovely little creature as it faced this beautiful world for the first time. A few days later, a few impatient spring flowers have opened early, the air began to fill the rich fragrance of flowers, as well as those unknown red flowers exudes a tantalizing flavor, like a red dancer's skirt, with a breeze, swaying and dancing in the wind.
Close your eyes, as if you see the spring girl beside you - she is exactly like the sun goddess - she gently attaches herself to the ear of the budding flower bones and whispers, "Spring is here, please bloom! My beautiful angel."
As I stood at the edge of the new meadow under the early morning sun, looking at the tender grass just peeking out, breathing in the fresh air with its water vapor, as if enjoying the world's finest delicacies, I sensed one of the most important things that spring nurtures - new life.
I smelled the flavor of spring.
The taste of spring essay 8
Spring to autumn, the same is the cycle of the seasons; year after year, eternal is the infinite expectation of spring. Taste the flavor of spring, as nibbling on a good book, the aftertaste is endless.
The taste of spring is as sweet as spring water, and poetic splendor. Outside the window, "good birds chirping each other, calling into rhyme." The grasses that broke through the ground decorated the earth with abandon. "Good rain knows the time when spring is in the air." Perhaps the rain is the envoy of spring, and spring is the best platform for the rain to display; we bathe in the sweet rain of spring and grow strong; we enter the world of spring and rejoice. "The twilight spring, spring clothes have become, children five or six people, the crown of six or seven people, wind to dance summer, singing and return." The taste of spring is like spring water, cascading out of the purest mountain spring, without any addition, but sweet; because of the decoration of the poem, it gives people infinite power. "A thousand sails pass by the sinking boat, and a thousand trees spring before the sick tree." Sick trees in the spring season can be revived, why don't we take advantage of the great springtime to struggle, otherwise what qualifications in the beautiful spring between the feet?
The flavor of spring is as fragrant as green tea, and the masterpieces are as solid. I gently turn over the masterpiece of the music, through the dust of history and philosophers to dialog, listen to a heart to another heart heavy hammering. I and Zhu Geliang and "May cross the Lu, deep into the hairy", waving the division of the Northern Expedition, only for the unification of the Central Plains; I and Robinson and digging a straw pit to save "Friday"; I accompanied Bingxin to watch the "stars", enjoy the "Spring Water", feel the love of motherhood, childishness and the charm of nature. The flavor of spring like green tea have, in the cohesion of the essence of nature to give people the spiritual baptism and enjoyment of beauty; because of the accompaniment of masterpieces, give people endless inspiration. Kong Ming even in the losing army, but also still do not forget the kindness of Liu Bei; Robinson on the island is still full of conviction to survive. Bing Xin's fresh and beautiful words are all about her love of life; I would like to be inspired by the philosophers, raise the sails of the brave to life, straight to the ideal. I would like to be inspired by the philosopher to raise the sails of courage to life, straight to the ideal .
The flavor of spring is as refreshing as cola and as intoxicating as a fairy tale. In the spring breeze, under the tree, the tortoise and the hare race in the proud rabbit is still sleeping soundly; grape tree under the fox is still for picking grapes and chagrin. In the spring of my childhood, the fairy tale planted the seeds of truth, goodness and beauty, and I would like to use the spring light of love to keep plowing until I harvest the golden rice paddies of my life.
Walked through the summer fire, autumn depression, winter gravity, once again tasted the spring sweet, fragrant, refreshing, I only feel that their own and full of strength, continue to fight for my better tomorrow!
The taste of spring essay 9Spring to autumn, the same is the cycle of the seasons; year after year, eternal is the infinite expectation of spring. Taste the flavor of spring, as nibbling on a good book, the aftertaste is endless.
The taste of spring is as sweet as spring water, and poetic splendor. Outside the window, "good birds chirping each other, calling into rhyme." The grasses that broke through the ground decorated the earth with abandon. "Good rain knows the time when spring is in the air." Perhaps the rain is the envoy of spring, and spring is the best platform for the rain to show off. We bathe in the sweet rains of spring and thrive; we enter the world of spring and rejoice. "Twilight spring, spring clothes have become, children five or six people, crowned six or seven people, wind and summer dance, singing and return." The taste of spring is like spring water, cascading from the purest mountain springs, without any additions, but sweet as a sweet. Thanks to the decoration of the poem, it gives infinite power. "A thousand sails pass by a sinking boat, and ten thousand trees spring before a sick tree." Sick trees can be revived in the spring season, why don't we take advantage of the great springtime to struggle, otherwise what qualification is there to take a step between the beautiful spring?
The flavor of spring is as fragrant as green tea, and the masterpiece is as solid. I gently turn over the masterpiece of the music, through the dust of history and philosophers dialog, listen to a heart to another heart heavy hammering. I and Zhu Geliang and "May cross the Lu, deep into the hairy", waving the division of the Northern Expedition, only for the unification of the Central Plains; I and Robinson and digging a straw pit to save "Friday"; I accompanied Bingxin to watch the "stars", enjoy the "Spring Water", feel the love of motherhood, childishness and the charm of nature. The flavor of spring is like green tea, which gives people a spiritual baptism and enjoyment of beauty after condensing the essence of nature. Due to the accompaniment of the masterpiece, it gives people infinite encouragement. Kong Ming even in the defeat, but also still do not forget Liu Bei's benevolence; Robinson in the lonely island is still full of conviction to survive; Bing Xin fresh and beautiful words is to say all her love of life. I would like to be inspired by the philosophers, raise the sails of the brave life, straight to the other side of the ideal, enjoy the spring light.
The flavor of spring is as refreshing as cola and as intoxicating as a fairy tale. In the spring breeze, under the tree, the tortoise and the hare in the race, the proud hare is still sleeping soundly; the fox under the vine is still for the picking grapes and chagrin. In the spring of my childhood, the fairy tale planted the seeds of truth, goodness and beauty, and I would like to use the spring light of love to keep plowing until I harvest the golden rice paddies of my life.
Walked through the summer fire, autumn depression, winter gravity, once again tasted the spring sweet, fragrant, refreshing, I only feel that their own and full of power, continue to fight for my better tomorrow!
The taste of spring essay 10Light and shade like an arrow, years like a shuttle, in the blink of an eye, the spring past and into the summer, at this moment, I am still recalling the taste of spring. This year's Qingming Festival that day the sun is extraordinarily bright, the sky is extraordinarily clear, the wind is extraordinarily soft, the flowers are extraordinarily colorful. We went to Poyang Lake with my niece Yan Yan to enjoy the scenery! Away from the hustle and bustle of the city, enjoy the nature, feel the quiet and relaxation of the field, feel the spring.
It is said that Poyang Lake is particularly short of water this year, and now there is a drought that has not been seen since the history. Although Poyang Lake was a bit short of water at the time of Qingming Festival, it was still very charming, standing on the embankment of Poyang Lake, we could have a panoramic view of the boundless lake. We could not only feel the warmth of spring sunshine at the shore of Poyang Lake and enjoy the beautiful Poyang Lake under the sunshine, but also go into the farmland to see rapeseed flowers and smell the fragrance of soil. We dug wildflowers and ate farmhouse meal, it was really a happy time!
Dreaming back to Poyang Lake, the sparkling lake water moisturizes the April sun, the beauty of the lake let us intoxicated, stepped into the field circle, looking at the harvest heart full of joy.
Spring is in full bloom and everything is recovering. The sun shines on the earth, a piece of long grass, bright red flowers bloom, the branches of the trees have sprouted. It's spring, and you can smell the scent of flowers everywhere. Yellow rape flowers, golden spring flowers; red azaleas, and light peach blossoms? Those tender yellow, novel green, light pink, elegant white ... those greenish branches, warm sunshine, wet soil ...... full of the breath of spring, let a person cozy incomparable; let a person intoxicated; let a person unlimitedly touched; in the spring let us feel the power of life!
We head into the embrace of nature, breathing fresh air into the heart, listening to the awakening of all things, the sound of grass buds, greedily enjoy the taste of spring. The whole body relaxed a lot, the mood is surprisingly pleasant. I love the warmth of spring that swirls in the spring breeze; I love the feeling of the colorful impact of spring in the field of vision. Between the green water and the green mountains to taste a variety of delicious with the fragrance of the field ... we look for the taste of spring, looking for happy, looking for ... share trekking, share happiness!
The spring breeze, gently blowing the hair on my forehead, the heart is incredibly happy! Looking sideways at the graceful willow tree beside me, there seems to be a bit of green new ideas. Willow tip of the tender green, seems to tell me; vibrant spring is here! Overflowing with the warm smell of spring. Walking on the road, I saw that the strong grass again with its tenacious perseverance to break out of the ground, settled at the foot of the wall, with its tender green color, unreservedly decorated with a beautiful spring, smelled a strong fragrance of spring! Spring is indeed so beautiful! Spring permanently in my heart, now think of the heart or that beautiful ah!