"where is spring? Where is spring? " As soon as I hear this song, I will think: where is spring? So, I am looking for spring with a brisk pace ...
Where is spring? The students said that it was on campus. I walked into the flower bed on campus, and the flowers were eye-catching and dizzying. Huh? The flowers here are so bright! As colorful as a rainbow. I came to a pear tree again, and pear blossoms fell like snowflakes. A refreshing fragrance makes people feel good and reduces stress. "Ji Ji, Ji Ji" a crisp bird call got into my ear, like a heavenly king singer singing an elegant song, which was nice! The petals of the apricot tree fell to the ground, and I made a cup of apricot tea with it, which tasted like mints. It was very cool when I took a breath. A breeze blew, and I felt it, "it's spring breeze, it's spring breeze!" " I cried out happily, it turned out that spring was in school!
where is spring? The middle-aged man said it was in the park. I walked to the lake of the park, and the ice was broken, like being blown out by the wind with a hammer of Fengshen. The fish in the water swam freely as if thanking spring for setting them free. The water by the lake has sprouted, and the wicker hangs on the water, as if combing my hair in the mirror! A breeze with the fragrance of flowers got into my nose and blew on me. I suddenly seem to be a flower's messenger, smelling all over. The animals in the park cried happily, as if to say, "Spring is coming, spring is coming!" " I took a handful of water from a stream, and when I drank it, I felt refreshed and 1 times sweeter than fruit juice. "ah! The stream in spring is so sweet! " It turns out that there is also spring in the park.
where is spring? The farmer's uncle said that it is in the field! I went to the field again, and a gust of wind blew over the land on the earth, and all the dishes stuck out their green heads, just like a baby coming out to see the world. Rape flowers have not blossomed, but they have given off a faint fragrance, which seems to attract the fragrance of bees. After the scarecrow in the field was blown by the wind, it made a sound of "rustling sand", as if to say, "Spring has come, and the crops are awake." I tasted the bamboo shoots made by my mother again, and I am more sure that spring is coming, lying on the uncultivated grass, prickly and soft, blown by the wind, which is comfortable. It turns out that spring is in the field!
I have searched many places, all of which have spring. After searching for so long, I found that spring is everywhere. As long as you observe carefully and look hard, you will find it.