Man has his language, and nature has her wonderful voice.
Spring, the sound of spring rain. 'a, a & hellip welcome to wechat: ww4hw for more knowledge. ; & hellip; 'this is her whisper with the leaves. The leaves that she talked with Chunyu look brand new, as if they were stained with a layer of green paint. 'di, DI & hellip; & hellip; 'this is her conversation with the pond. When she talks with Chunyu, the pond will ripple with laughter from time to time, which makes it more lovely.
In summer, there is the sound of sunshine. He whispered to the little flower hiding in the grass in the most cordial language. The little flower who had talked with the sunshine was no longer shy, and "Zizi" came out. He talked with the stream in the most enthusiastic language, and the stream when he talked with the sun was very happy. He sang wildly all the way, dressed in gorgeous clothes and glittered.
In autumn, there is the sound of fallen leaves. This is the excited laughter of the fallen leaves, the laughter of the feeling that the fallen leaves are looking forward to flying.
In winter, there are snowflakes & hellip; & hellip;
This is the voice of nature, this is the language of nature, as long as you pay attention, you can understand their meaning.