"April people do everything, mountain temple peach blossom. I hate that spring is nowhere to be found and I don't know where to go. " Every time I recite this poem, I think of spring.
Spring girl came slowly, and she sent away the winter girl. Spring is full of joy, longing and hope. There are lively and lovely swallows, colorful flowers, green grass, green leaves, drizzle, soft willows and happy streams.
In the spring of March, it was raining in Mao Mao, and the breeze was blowing on Sister Liu by the river. She shook her beautiful long hair and danced in the wind. All kinds of brightly colored flowers are scrambling to open their smiles, and butterflies and bees are dancing around them. The grass woke up from a dream, and they broke through the ground and spread out their green leaves. The grass is blown by the wind, like a few toddlers. The stream thawed and ran tirelessly to the vast sea.
Spring has come, and swallows, dragging their scissors-like tails, fly back to their hometown in the north from the south to join this grand flower show, which adds a lot of interest to spring. Little turtles woke up from hibernation and they started to move again.
The weather is getting warmer and warmer, and people take off their thick cotton-padded clothes. There are more and more people in the park. Some children are playing on swings, slides or seesaws, some are flying kites and some are skipping rope. Some adults are sitting on the green carpet-like lawn watching the children play, some are having a picnic, and some are taking pictures of the beautiful scenery this spring.
Ah! Spring songs are so sweet, spring flowers are so charming, spring smiles are so charming, and spring air is so fresh. I love you, Spring!