A few days ago, I found that spring came. What kind of spring is it?
Let me tell you. The grass peeked out, and overnight - that's a little time, they began to rush up, afraid that others would block their own sunshine. Peach trees also opened their eyes, and there was a trace of pink in the little bud. They laughed, singing and greeting spring in the wind. That branch, also looking at that piece of grass, happily shook up.
Birds fly in the blue sky, free and carefree The spring light is so beautiful.
Spring is green, pink It's colorful. "The grass looks close, but it's too late. The grass stabs the sky with a straight body, like a sharp sword. Some basket like flowers have been seen in the dense grass. They are opening happily and lively. On the contrary of "grass color looks close but has nothing", it should be "flower color looks close but has nothing". This flower is very small, blue, dark and light, some are sleeping flowers, some are reluctant to open half, head down, more unreservedly published their own color, in the sun, green trees and grass, they are more beautiful and colorful.
Spring is full of life. The picturesque willows on the river unfold their green leaves, and the blue smoke rises all around the river, like fairyland. The birds sing, the kittens play, the weather is fine, the clouds are flowing, all kinds of animals offer their own colors for spring. How I want to shout: "I love spring".