Introduction: Spring always carries a quiet and elegant shyness like a narcissus skirt. The following is the information I compiled on prose praising spring. Welcome to read and refer to it. Prose in Praise of Spring 1
On the spring morning, when I walked out of the fragrant night into the dawn light, I was all wet. It was like a young girl in her prime, taking a refreshing bath in a bathtub full of flower petals. The soft bath towel wrapped her white and smooth skin, but it was difficult to wipe away the water stains that left a floral scent on her skin. Her black hair had not been dried with a clean towel, so the fragrant water was dripping from the tips of her waterfall-like hair. Isn't this young girl just a hibiscus flower emerging from the water?
In the morning of spring, I really resemble this girl who looks like a hibiscus emerging from the water. It wakes up from the gentle bath of the night, with the reverie of the night, with the virginal vision of a young girl for a better future, with the eagerness and restlessness of life like waking up from a dream, with the night as bright as lead. The heavy ambition, with the moist heat and passion of spring life, overflowing with wet youth, stood in the morning when the dawn was about to rise.
The opportunity of a day lies in the morning! And the opportunity of the year lies in spring. Spring morning is really the most precious time of the year. Look, the red morning sun has just emerged from the sea and sky in the east, revealing half of a shy face. The surrounding fields were so quiet. The gentle breeze caresses the faces and bodies of people who have just woken up from sleep. There are tender green leaves, containing morning dew, sinking on the branches. And the tender shoots on the ground have just sprouted slender waists on this piece of land. All of this makes people deeply realize that the rhythm that sprouts at the beginning of life, in the time of spring morning, is so truly full of spring and coming to this world.
The spring morning is so beautiful! It was such a wonderful time that I certainly couldn’t bear to miss it. No, before six o'clock this morning, I got up early and set foot on this piece of land in my hometown. In a green park not far from the East China Sea, surrounded by green forests, facing the rising sun, breathing the most natural and pure air, stretching your fists and kicking, and doing a set of military boxing (a favorite of soldiers) A set of close-up Sanda boxing techniques). To activate the muscles and meridians and strengthen the body. Strive to prepare enough energy and body during this good time when the season of the year is in spring and the season of the day is in the morning, so that you can live a good life all year round and walk through decades of spring and autumn life. road.
After finishing a set of military boxing, I quickly ran around the huge green park. On this spring morning, my whole body was steaming with exercise and my spirit was particularly high. . Next, I have to go into this park, calmly and leisurely, and walk around. I want to seriously appreciate the charm and beauty of this green world.
This green park stands on this fertile land formed purely by the accumulation of sediment from the Yangtze River. Because of the fertile land, the trees in the park grow particularly strong, lush and tall. The lush summer has not yet arrived, and the branches and leaves in the woods are already growing green and lush. The green grass on the forest floor seems to be greener than the grass in other places. The green-brown asphalt paths extend in all directions of the park, accompanied by the scattered buildings with white walls and red tiles that appear among the green trees. People feel refreshed and energetic when they are in this natural oxygen bar. Dingwang.
Spring morning is really the most beautiful morning in life. Let me hug the spring morning tightly and sing affectionately in this green natural oxygen bar! Prose in Praise of Spring 2
The light white morning mist comes quietly with cat-like steps, and you flap your wings mischievously, flying with the morning mist from afar
Your arrival awakens everything in the world. So, everything happily opened its sleepy eyes, showing a vibrant scene everywhere, filled with your fresh and natural breath
The rising sun rises in the east, when the red light of the morning glow shines on the earth, When the hazy white mist fades away the pale skirt, you will stand on the bank of Youjiang River, and Youjiang will become picturesque - the fiery red glow spreads on the river, and the clear blue water refracts into colorful colors. Looking from a distance, it is A flowing red ribbon, majestic and magnificent; a closer look, it is a clear mirror, clear and ethereal. The spring river water warm duck prophet, yes, a few playful ducks have already been playing in the shallows, swimming relaxedly across the water, from time to time It flaps its powerful wings and draws a long water mark behind it, which is quite interesting. On the opposite bank, several fishermen are sitting on the chime stone, concentrating on fishing. They are staring at the ripples on the water, looking for traces of fish. There is a special interest in it. You are wandering in such poetic beauty, exuding a unique charm.
The gentle sun becomes more kind because of your arrival. She throws down thousands of golden beams, dispelling the haze shrouded in winter and the biting wind. You are walking around the Jingjing campus again, and wherever you pass, you will see a vibrant scene. You have a pink face and a smile in your eyes, which infects everything around you. As a result, the peach blossoms bloomed with smiles, smiling to welcome you, exuding bursts of fragrant fragrance, attracting swarms of bees competing to collect honey. The grass on the lawn has already poked out its little head, curiously watching everything in between.
The small trees beside the corridor stand upright on both sides, looking up devoutly at the clear and translucent sky, happily accepting the sunshine. The branches have sprouted a few young leaves, and the petite bodies are dancing in the breeze. I really feel pity for them. The lively swallows couldn't bear the loneliness, chatting and laughing on the telephone pole with their friends, and sang a song from time to time. In the classroom, many students are reading loudly, in a smooth and rhythmic manner, with a neat and loud sound of reading echoing the chirping of birds, singing in harmony, so lively!
The afternoon sunshine is even more charming. You take a quiet path and wander in the countryside. The path winds through the fields. Like a kind angel, you bestow beauty upon the earth. The countryside is green beyond sight and endlessly fresh. You are walking on the grass-covered path and see the most beautiful scene in the world - the diligent old farmer working in the field. He bends his waist and carefully sows the seedlings on the field, and his forehead is wet with the sweat of his hard work. You, the kindhearted person, summoned the wind. The wind kissed the old farmer's cheek and gently wiped away the fine sweat. In the distance, there are a few gentle barks of dogs, and the melodious chirping of birds disappears and disappears. You lean against the thick old tree and smile lightly, and the countryside is filled with a different kind of tenderness.
The sun gradually sets in the west, and the warm atmosphere gradually dissipates, replaced by bursts of dry wind. You are like a fairy, gorgeous yet fresh, gorgeous yet simple. The twilight has already closed, and a crescent moon is hiding behind the clouds, making it indistinct. You are covered with pale moonlight, standing in the clouds, looking down at the vast land. You wave your hand and summon the light rain. The drizzle is like ox hair, like flower needles, like filaments, floating quietly on the land where everything is renewed - floating on the Youjiang River, floating on the jingjing campus, floating on the country paths, you are like a passionate poet. Singing poems that sneak into the night with the wind and moisturize things silently. The grass is greener because of you, the river is more joyful because of you, and Butterfly City is more enchanting because of you
In February and March, you are everywhere.
You drove away the nightmare of winter, brought abundant vitality, and aroused people's hope
The light white morning mist came quietly with cat-like steps, and you flapped your wings mischievously. , with the morning fog flying in from afar