1, the footsteps of spring are approaching, Wan Li is clear, the branches are sprouting and full of vitality; Spring is near, close to nature, sunny, happy and relaxed; The footsteps of spring are approaching, let go of your mood, enjoy the warm sun and enjoy the touch.
Winter is the end of the year. The cold wind roared and the snow fluttered. Animals hibernate, in the snow, in hard times. Despite the ups and downs, it has come after all, and the pace of spring is near. In the past winter, people struggled, created and made progress. There are successes and failures. There is passion burning, and there are also years to waste.
Spring is coming, everything is instantaneous, everything will pass, and the past has become a beautiful memory.
Let go of your burdens, put aside your troubles, stretch your body and mind, face the future and welcome spring. A year is in spring. Spring is the beginning of a year, and it beckons. We imagine the future and look forward to a new journey. Students will soon finish their studies, workers will struggle for their own careers, and farmers will farm the land.
Beautiful poems are waiting for us to appreciate, and beautiful scenery is waiting for us to describe. Next to it are sunny banks and stone roads dotted with green moss ..... It is full of vitality. The front is waving to us, waiting for us to work hard, water with our heart, and paint with our heart.
In spring, people are full of hope and firm belief. The pace of spring is near. Spring is just ahead. ...
2, the spring rain fragrant flowers drunk guqin sounded butterflies flying in the morning, outside the window, light rain. The hydrosphere on the ground is deep and shallow, and the grass on the roadside is full of vitality and green. A spring breeze is coming, and the flowers smell delicious. The smell is endless. The spring rain hits the curtains, weaving the biggest water curtain between heaven and earth. Spring rain patting the eaves, spring rain through the flowers. The first rain of spring floated into the room.
Flowers in spring are very common, and the air is filled with the sweetness of stamens. Flowers are like snowflakes. Dancing lightly like countless butterflies. In shyness, the flowers slowly spread out. Affectionate and romantic. In bud, embellish it. The red, yellow and sticky fragrance from the bud makes the little bee linger and buzz. Flowers are drunk by spring rain and fragrance.
By the bridge, under the eaves of the court, next to the stone bench, the guqin is played. The air is particularly fresh and the flowers are particularly fragrant. Fish are swimming around in the lake, red, swimming around for a while. Accompanied by the fresh air and the singing of birds, the sound of guqin reminds me. Notes are flying in the air and songs are dancing in the sun.
Butterflies swimming in the dense shade of trees heard melodious songs and flew over. Flowers, purple butterflies, yellow butterflies, big and small, you fly with me and I jump with you. Petals are like the wings of a butterfly, as thin as the wings of a disc. Colorful butterflies on the lawn danced merrily in the spring rain. Butterflies are flying, in this spring rain day.
The spring rain is fragrant, the flowers are drunk, the guqin rings and butterflies fly.
3. Willow leaves compete for the spring breeze, spring rain and spring scenery of Cuihu Duck, the spring girl who comes quietly, the light dance and the fluttering skirt.
The sound of spring rain breaking petals. Spring rain sprinkled on the earth, continuous, thin and soft, like wool, like filaments. Hazy, looming, like smoke and fog, dripping, soft and delicate, taking pictures of petals. Spring breeze floats by, the crisp sound of running water moistens the earth, and everything recovers in spring. The spring rain is lingering, beating the streets, fields and eaves. Spring rain ripples and falls in mid-air, like a bead curtain and a rain curtain. Suddenly, it fell on my face, so cool and pleasant. The spring rain is natural and unrestrained, dripping on the petals, and colorful pearls flicker with the wind.
Spring breeze is floating in the sound of running water. Willow leaves sway with the wind and the spring breeze is fragrant. Looking around, it's all red, like Huang Yanyan, like green, and like pink doodle. There are blue waves rippling by the lake, ducks are singing and fish are playing. Fish swam over, red, everywhere. Pushing open the palm of your hand, the spring rain dances at your fingertips with the spring breeze. Spring is so wonderful.
Cheerful scene, in this way, with the duck's cry, the symphony began. The duck is a drummer, the fish is a bass, the bird is a singer, the frog is a conductor, the willow whistles, the cello is played in the spring breeze, and the violin is played in the spring rain, so the symphony in spring begins.
Symphony rings, the sky smiles, the earth shakes, spring breeze, spring rain, trees and rivers all shake gently, and spring scenery is strong.
Willow leaves compete for green ducks by the lake, and the spring breeze and spring rain are strong.
4. The sound of flowing water wafts in the spring breeze, the sound of broken flowers in the spring rain is warm and harmonious, and the willow branches compete for new green. Ducks croak by the lake and fish swim happily in the lake.
The spring breeze is proud and fragrant. Spring fills the garden and the earth wakes up. Spring grass is like silk, and spring is beautiful. Spring trees flourish and everything is renewed. The spring rain is continuous and the spring water is rippling.
The wind in spring is the most comfortable, walking around the earth, and there is a sudden spring breeze, mixed with flowers and fresh air. Brush your face, refreshing and soft. The wind is the most beautiful in spring. After a while, the wind blew and the petals fell all over the tree. It is red as yellow, green as jade, and pink as toot. The wind in spring is the warmest, not as cold as the wind in winter, nor the roar of summer. The wind in spring is the most precious. For a whole year, I experienced a long summer and a long autumn. I spent the waiting winter, expecting a spring breeze and a beautiful show. Spring has come and the water is flowing. That is the song of water, that is the song of nature. Spring breeze floats with the sound of running water, and it is soft and warm.
Spring rain is the most precious. In spring and March, the spring grass is green and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. Suddenly, like a cloud, the spring rain falls with the wind. The sky is crisp, the spring rain is continuous, and Mao Mao is very thin. Spring rain is not as violent as summer rain, and spring rain is not as provoking as autumn rain. Spring rain is the warmest and the softest. The spring is strong and the spring grass is fragrant. The flying flowers are greener and the lake is rippling. Dragonflies are flying and the lake is rippling. Fish singing, red patch. The spring rain is silent and moistens the earth quietly. The earth smiles at the spring rain, and the clouds are quiet at the spring rain. The wind gently holds the raindrops and dances in the sky, leisurely and carefree. The petals fell, the spring rain broke the flowers and the flowers fell.
The spring breeze wafts the sound of running water, and the spring rain breaks the sound of falling flowers.
5, misty rain, ink painting, walking in the rain, natural spring rain.
The sky is hazy, the water drops are crystal clear and the trees are green and smiling. It is misty and rainy in the distance, like a faint ink painting with a silver veil. It was drizzling and the river was covered with a thin veil.
Let the gentle raindrops fall with the wind, let the intermittent raindrops fall on the face, and the refreshing raindrops fall on the forehead, which is extremely cool. Throw away all the melancholy and troubles, and naturally feel a deep peace, plain and open, long and distant in the cold spring rain. Ren Qingfeng brushed his face, thinking for thousands of years, borrowing the elegance of spring rain and letting it be beautiful. It can make people calm and relax.
Walking in the spring rain seems to be integrated with the spring rain and become a drop of rain. Hold out your hands and wait for the raindrops in your hands, tinkling and echoing. Crystal clear notes dance in your hands, and poetry thus expresses your will, permeates into the poems strung by the sunshine, rhymes with the monologues of flowers, birds, fish and insects, and sings the eternal amorous feelings paved with stones.
Spring rain is an elf in the sky, floating on the boat of spring breeze, nourishing everything and soul. Walking in the rain makes you feel calm as water. Pure and free of impurities. Spring rain is the most touching and affectionate, continuous and dense, like a girl's endless feelings and yearning. Silk-like spring rain, gently, slowly, from the air, from the clouds, dancing, chic and beautiful.
Walking in the spring rain, I unconsciously came to the boulevard, in a very good mood. Enjoy the evening scenery, drizzling, romantic and chic. The river is crystal clear and slightly undulating. Green eyes, clusters of yellow winter jasmine blooming in the wind, and a green lawn walk on it like a soft carpet.
The melodious sound of the piano coming from the distance is integrated with the ink landscape in front of us, which makes people linger. I like to walk in the spring rain and enjoy the natural beauty of sight and hearing. Walking in the rain, listening to the harmonious and beautiful music of nature.
Spring: Take a book to travel in the spring breeze outside the window. The sunshine warms people.
I often think of winter. Only then did I know that I like winter. Think of snowflakes, leisurely, falling with the wind. The beauty of white makes people feel distressed and pity. Looking at the spring rain outside the window, it is continuous and thin, like wool, like needle silk, hazy and soft.
Spring dating is a promise made in winter a long time ago. Take a book with you to travel.
Picturesque. Go and see the water. Gentle and beautiful, smart and discerning, nurturing everything, grateful worship, listening to the sound of water, guessing the mind of water. Go and see the mountains, be silent, dignified, stand upright, don't cry, be unyielding, and be not afraid of wind and rain. The charm of the scenery is just around the corner, staying for a moment, luxurious, graceful and shocking. Deep in the mountains, such as light smoke and fog, dignified clouds are like Leng Xue. Strange, ingenious, clear and changeable. The mountains are open, gentle, undulating and overlapping, and the water is clear, gentle and urgent. The two sides of the strait are the most dazzling, like entering a fairyland, with green trees and fields, villas, fishing villages and rivers. Trees are green and elegant. The reflection of mountain peaks, the shadow of mountains and rivers, and the ripples of water.
Listen to the voice of nature. The mountains are talking, and the water is singing, which is refreshing. It is melodious singing, the singing of birds, or the joy of animals in the mountains, and the laughter of fish in the water. Light as smoke, hazy and broad. The sound and emotion are panoramic and intoxicated. Like a gentle symphony, like a touching song. Sing softly to the beat. Forget everything and have fun. In nature, comfortable, happy, breathing fresh air, surrounded by warm sunshine.
It doesn't matter to see the scenery up close. Facing the warm sunshine, holding a book, crossing the street, crossing the rugged mountain road, my eyes are full of green fragrance. The green trees seem to be telling something, and the birds on the branches are singing happily. The flowers and plants on the roadside are competing to open, the fragrance is fragrant, and the insects are singing. The slow river flows quietly. The wind walks in the painting. It is pleasing to the eye, edifies the mood, purifies the soul, abandons the secular and returns to nature.
Spring is coming, let's take a book to travel.