A poem about spring.

My daughter is incompetent. This year, she is 13. She knows a little about poetry and songs, and she writes well. Here are some songs. If she is all thumbs, stop joking!

Residual snow flow and melting in spring,

Pride, red berries, elegant fragrance.

When March is warm,

Butterflies are flying in the Baihua Garden.

A pair of swallows returned from the eaves.

Holding flowers and pecking mud on the beam

Don't laugh, it's always hard to run around,

Often lazy and negative in spring.

Peach blossoms are all red, all over the forest.

Thousands of willows are shaded by trees.

The warbler is flying, the grass is in Ying Ying,

This is a good spring scene in my hometown.

Willow green is blowing in the breeze,

Birds are singing by the river.

Where do pedestrians go?

Long song on the Spring Court.

Spring is coming.

Flowers are blooming.

The grass is green.

Xueerhua

The farmers are farming and working.

Fishermen are sailing at sea.

Spring has come and flowers are in full bloom.

These trees provide pleasant shade.

What a good season.

I like spring.