It changes with the seasons.
In spring,
It turned bright green,
With the grass,
Drill out of the soft soil,
When the willows grow new branches,
Write down the songs of spring.
In summer,
It turned dark green,
A huge umbrella holds up the tree,
Let people enjoy the cool under the big tree,
Accept the touch of the wind,
The coolness of summer.
Autumn,
It turned golden,
It plays hide-and-seek with the autumn wind,
Hiding quietly in the rice fields,
Autumn wind is coming,
Golden rice rises,
Layer after layer of golden waves.
In winter,
It turned white,
Cover the earth with silver,
Dress Sister Shu in a white gauze skirt,
A natural skating rink was built for children.
My dreams are colorful,
Wonderful and beautiful.
What about you?
Jiao Fangya, Grade 6, Fifth Primary School, Aojiang Town, Pingyang County, Wenzhou City, Zhejiang Province