Shepherd Boy (rewritten)
It is a sunny morning, with green fields, warm sunshine, green willows, and red flowers everywhere filled with spring colors.
I sleep in spring without waking up, and hear birds singing everywhere. On the eaves, a pair of birds were singing a beautiful song of spring with their clear and sweet voices like silver bells.
In the room, the poet Gao Ding, who had just been immersed in a sweet dream, was awakened by the singing of birds. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and realized that it was already broad daylight. So Gao Ding immediately got dressed and got up. The moment he opened the door, he was completely intoxicated by the beautiful scene of spring flowers blooming in front of him. He couldn't help but open his arms, close his eyes, and take a deep breath of the intoxicating breath of spring, as if he had merged into it. At this moment, Gao Ding, faced with such a beautiful spring scenery, immediately came up with the idea of ??sketching.
After sorting things out, Gao Ding picked up his luggage and set off.
Along the way, birds sang with him and butterflies danced with him. The soft breeze blowing on his face and the fragrant fragrance of flowers doubled his interest. When he came to an open space not far from the river embankment, Gao Ding stopped. "This is really a treasure place for painting!" He said excitedly to himself as he happily took out his tools and concentrated on painting the beautiful scenery in front of him.
The green grass grows lushly under the sunshine; groups of orioles chase and play happily in the sky. The willows on the shore can't help but swing their soft branches and dance to the rhythm of spring. At this time, a warm east wind blew in our face, bringing with it a burst of laughter and laughter, and a group of lively figures. It turned out that the children learned to fly kites early today, and everyone unanimously decided to take advantage of the east wind to fly kites. "Let's fly a kite!" Amid everyone's cheers, colorful kites flew into the blue sky one after another. At this moment, the children are like spring elves, chasing and playing freely in the spring breeze...
Gao Ding looked at the beautiful scenery of the unity of nature and man in front of him, and he couldn't help but feel inspired to write poems and draw. It says -
The grass is growing, the orioles are flying in the February sky, and the willows are brushing the embankments intoxicated by the spring smoke. The children came back early from school and were busy taking advantage of the east wind to fly kites.