Write a poem by imitating the poem "Hope in Spring"

Spring is a beautiful and charming word. Spring with dreams, life and hope breaks through the cold of winter and strides towards us.

Spring is like a poem. The striking green and scenery bring endless reverie to the poet. Fragrant and moist soil, take off heavy winter clothes, open a happy smile and welcome every seeker's visit. The gentle breeze, like a clever swallow, flies over the mountains and rivers of Yuan Ye, skyscrapers and island villages with the information of spring; Exquisite and beautiful sunshine is thrown into the world without hesitation, like a warm giant hand, gently stroking every inch of the earth's skin, surrounded by a spring girl wandering far away by the river; The fresh and soft air, wrapped in the fragrance of moistening the soil, the warmth of the sun and the coolness of the breeze, freely plunged into the spring world and into the hometown of spring.

Spring, like a painting, conveys the information of spring everywhere, from the northern town that was warm and cold at first, to the Jiangnan water town with green shoots, from the oil fields in the west of the Loess Plateau to the choppy fishing port in the East China Sea. Spring's giant hand is like a magic brush, smearing colors to the fullest, and building a colorful gallery for the three mountains and five mountains. In the town, high-rise buildings have sprung up, and the endless traffic in the streets has come from south to north. There is no poverty and sadness in the water town, antique houses and clear ponds, and smiles are written on the faces of the rich; The heat flow of the western development has washed away people's dull thoughts for many years and ignited the builders' passion for hard work. The Qinghai-Tibet Railway crossing the plateau was built on the roof of the world. The towering derrick in the oil field continuously transports "black blood" to the "heart" of the motherland. The natural gas pipeline winds for thousands of kilometers to connect the west with the East China Sea, sending the warm spring scenery of the loess high slope to the developed coastal areas of eastern Wan Li. Spring in the motherland is a beautiful picture, fascinating and intoxicating.

Spring is like a song, dyeing the fields and Shan Ye in spring with the green in the north and the green in the south of the Yangtze River. The river is the string, playing a smooth movement, and the mountain is the drum, playing a cheerful symphony. Hard-working people race against time to devote themselves to busy spring ploughing, where can they afford to sweat on their foreheads? The development of electronic technology and information industry, accompanied by roaring motors and flying steel flowers, makes this ancient city more modern and beautiful; The green barracks hold up the green phalanx, and the majestic soldiers are all full of energy. The upsurge of training troops through science and technology is getting higher and higher. Spring in the motherland is particularly beautiful. A happy life points the way forward. Socialism with Chinese characteristics's grand goal has been established, and the people of the whole country are full of lofty sentiments and heading for a well-off society under the correct leadership of the Party. The oriole lark on the branch has long been irrepressible. They are jumping and swinging their slender and dexterous bodies, competing to express their silence for many days.

Ah, friend! Let's hold hands and stride forward to embrace this splendid spring!