Spring thunder rang, grandpa told me that spring was coming!
With life and hope, spring girl comes to the world with a gentle step. She can't wait to leap over the mountains, across the fields, across the streams, without stopping for a moment. Everywhere we go, there is boundless vitality. Spring girl is also a shy girl.
You see, spring is coming, flowers are blooming, and the river is revived. The grass on the side of the road is smiling at us, the flowers are nodding to us, and the father-in-law of the sun is smiling. Willow girl put on her long hair and green clothes, like fog and smoke. The river is running happily, singing and dancing, and whispering with the animals and plants on the bank from time to time.
You see, spring is coming, she picked up the skirt, put her foot very light, she drove away the naughty winter, quietly, quietly slipped into the campus, playing a melodious melody.
In the morning, after I got up, I went to the balcony in a daze. Suddenly, the balcony brought refreshing fragrance. For a moment, my spirit doubled, and my desire to sleep was already behind me, just staring at the pots of orchids. Orchid is five or six petals, white flawless, crystal clear, beautiful! There is a yellow stamen hidden in the white petal, and then I turn my eyes to the green pointed leaf, which is about as long as the leek, bending the leaf, as if I had been "visited" for a while, and then I bent down shyly. There are at least, leaves in each pot of orchids. Oh! Spring has come, she has come to our every happy home!
oh I finally understand that the footprints of spring girl stay in all parts of the motherland, and she sprinkled the spring spirit into every corner of the world. This flower, this grass, this willow, this stream all show the charm of spring! Spring steps spring steps with light steps come to us, she let the earth sprout, let the sky glow. She sprinkled a little green with crystal wings, rendering a light and elegant ink painting; she propped up a blue sky with selfless arms, caring for every living creature in the world; she moistened the whole earth with caring rain and dew, full of hope for the next year; she swept every corner with gentle breeze, and raised our ideal sail. Spring dispels the cold of winter and carries everyone's hope.
In the morning, the pattering rain echoes in my ears. Needless to say, it must be the first rain this year. The drops of rain poured down from the clouds, densely woven into a string of long lines, moistening every piece of land. The dew of life opens the hope of life and lights up the light of life. The rain beat the ground, playing a music of ups and downs, stirring people's hearts. The water on the ground seems to have been given life, with the spread of the melody out of a little water. In the continuous spring rain, the grass sticks out its head; the petals stretch out its waist; the trees sprout new buds; the young leaves greedily suck nutrition. Walking in the spring rain, there is a special mood. The fragrance of the earth is coming, and the air is full of refreshing breath. Pay attention to the world around you. You will not only see the water marks on the steps, but also notice the peeping grass in the flower bed. Maybe you will suddenly find that there are scattered green in front of your eyes. These new green will dispel the cold winter, and decorate the world of early spring with a wipe of green. Under the rain, colorful umbrellas also form a colorful rainbow. Look at what the men and women under the umbrella say side by side. It seems that they are talking about the spring rain, because the spring rain not only brings fresh but also brings dust in our hearts.
The spring breeze flies over the clouds and gallops in the air. He wants everyone to know the steps of spring. The wind mixed with the smell of soil, blowing into everyone's heart, the seeds in the heart, breaking the ice in winter, let the heart again full of vitality. The willow catkins are swaying in the air and dancing with the wind endlessly; the birds are clearing their throat and showing off their crisp singing voice; the flowers are full of energy and vitality to welcome their own spring; the earth is germinating with the spring wind and playing the strings of joy to open hope The door. The spring wind blows, the grass grows, the birds sing and the birds dance. The spring breeze conveys the news of spring to us. May the spring breeze also blow away the sadness and melancholy in my heart.
Spring back to the earth, inadvertently glanced at the garden, and was surprised to find that the frozen earth was covered with green. Looking down, the hazy new green comes from a sprouting grass bud. They are scattered in clusters in the soil of the garden. The new buds of grass are hidden in the mature grass. If you don't pay attention, who would think that these beautiful grass would be dancing? Open the grass, a piece of green came into view, they and the sun reflect the shining. They stretch their bodies, are gently caressed by the wind, kissed by the sun, enjoy the comfort of breaking the earth, and appreciate the harvest they have paid for. How comfortable! But we can only see that they are enjoying it. Who wants to think about their hardships and efforts in breaking through the earth? Looking at the hard rocks beside their roots, I feel sad. For that ray of sunshine, to breathe the outside air, to receive the baptism of sunshine and rain. They drill out of the soil overload, watching them swing their heads in the air, but my heart has a different feeling.
Unconsciously attracted by a new leaf on the branch, I can't help but stand on tiptoe and look. I saw a green bud from the branch and smiled. The newly sprouted buds are supported by two large leaves, among which young new leaves are separated. The zigzag outline represents the unyielding spirit, and the palm like veins are full of life lines. This spring's steps, step on the green color of new leaves.
It's time for magnolia to bloom. The buds on the top of the branches and the ones below need to be put. Pale white petals and the brilliance of the sun complement each other, forming a beautiful landscape. The mellow petals are full of the wine of life, and the small sailboat sails in the direction of sunshine. From time to time, we can see the waves from the bottom of the ship, passing through the heart sea. Sailing with good wishes to the other side of success, we all hope that it will bring good news. Next to the magnolia tree is a small tree with pink bracts. The sepals are light green, but the petals are light pink. Some flowers have not yet opened, petals gathered together, only showing a shy look at passers-by; but the blooming flowers with its enthusiasm, to win the eyes of others, fighting for splendor. In the pale pink sea of flowers, the golden pistils are indistinct, depicting a picture of illusory beauty, which makes people infatuated and forget to return. Walking in the garden, I stopped in front of a small tree unconsciously in an instant. There are small purple flowers like beans on the tree, exquisite and dense. What makes me intoxicated is the fragrance it sends out: it reveals the elegance in the pure sweetness, and it also adds the earthy fragrance. This is more in my mind. The breeze is blowing, the fragrance is overflowing, and I am drunk.
Spring dispels the cold of winter and carries everyone's hope. Her footsteps linger around us, can you feel them? In the early morning of spring, I walk in the park, a group of swallows fly in the sky, as if to convey the message of spring to people. The children are playing on the newly green grass. I don't know when the kites fly to the sky. Some are like centipedes, some are like wild geese, some are like butterflies. Sometimes several kites are twined together. It's very beautiful. I find that spring is at my feet, and spring is in the sky.
In the garden, grass and flowers secretly come out of the soil and stretch out. The willow tree also changed into new clothes early, and the Chinese toon tree, can't wait to sprout new buds, as if to release the energy that gave birth to winter, eating delicious fried eggs with Chinese toon buds, ah, spring came to my table.
On the street, the girls put on beautiful dresses, and some students who were afraid of heat simply changed their short sleeved shirts. A breeze blows, but I can't help but smell the flowers. Ah, spring girl has come to the streets.
Spring is with us all the time, and it gives us all the warmth. Maybe, after spring, I will miss her tenderness, her loveliness and her playfulness. "Spring is the plan of a year". Spring is beautiful. We should cherish the good time of spring, study hard and work hard. "A hard work, a harvest". If we plant the seeds of diligence, autumn will surely harvest the joy of success. The steps of spring are gentle and quiet. Warm spring wind blows in front of you, mingled with the fragrance of soil and moist breath, kissing all creatures.
Jingjiang levee is full of spring everywhere. Look! Grass sprouts secretly, willows gradually expand their new leaves, dandelions also bloom golden flowers, dotted with the levee.
I close my eyes and feel that spring girl is holding the hand of bees and butterflies, walking with light steps, facing the golden sunshine, scattering colorful clothes on the earth. Suddenly, the grass is green, the flowers are red, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant everywhere, and the spring color is thick.
I opened my eyes and looked up at the sky, a beautiful kite, flying with the wind, up and down, left and right, happy children running on the embankment, dancing the silk thread in their hands lightly. The old people followed and cheered. What a beautiful picture of enjoying the heaven!
Looking far, a piece of green rape, with a little yellow. I ran curiously to the yellow. The yellow is becoming clear, ah! Is the rape flower, is budding! I'm very happy. I touch it with the tip of my nose and take a deep breath. WOW! A fresh fragrance, straight into the heart, a small bee, is flying between the flower buds, a wisp of spring wind blowing, countless flower buds gently swaying in the wind, I do not know whether it is "bees love flowers" or "flowers love bees".
One year's plan lies in spring. I follow the steps of spring and look for new hopes and goals. The footsteps of spring are looking forward to the hot summer, the cool autumn, the cold winter and the arrival of spring. Look, spring is coming, beautiful spring girl is coming, that magic spring girl is coming, she's coming with light steps.
Spring girl, here she is, walking in light steps, to the sleeping River, gently stretching out her slender jade finger. The river in her sleep shakes, and the ice cracks, and the river sings a happy song.
Spring girl, come, she walked with light steps, walked to the bare willow tree, gently swung her shawl long hair, the willow tree immediately bloomed green leaves, piled up one by one, like several inseparable good brothers.
Spring girl, come, she walked light steps, came to the peach tree, gently kissed the peach branch with her rosy lips, the pink flower bud immediately bloomed, sending out a light fragrance.
Spring steps, I saw, you saw, he saw, we all saw, spring steps in the clear river