Early in the morning, when I was walking on a country road, I saw a green world: the green grass peeped out quietly; The green seedlings are gently waving to me; Young leaves bring greetings in spring; And the budding buds can't resist the temptation of green, competing to bloom: golden rape flowers slowly set off layers of waves; Pink peach blossoms are busy and shy on the shore; Snow-white pears can't help nodding. ...
Walking, I can't help but stop. Listen! Who is making waves? Oh! It turned out that a group of lovely friends were flying kites on the shore. I can't wait to join them. They helped me hold the kite, while I held the wheel in one hand and the thread in the other, always paying attention to the wind direction, and constantly loosening the thread in my hand while running. "Hurry up, hurry up …" My friends kept shouting, the wind whizzed past my ears, and the kite flew into the sky, "Oh … Oh …" My friend.
Along the winding path, I came to a tile-roofed house, "Wow! It smells good! " I hurried over and saw the table full of delicious food. "Fresh wild vegetables, secret bacon, tofu just out of the pot ..." The boss warmly introduced us, and his eyes smiled from time to time.
Gradually, gradually, the reddish sunset on the horizon slowly painted a screen for the countryside. A few leisurely wisps of kitchen smoke rose in Ran Ran, and several barking dogs broke the silence of the night. Only a few stars, like sparkling eyes, accompanied me into that sweet and beautiful dream.
There are many new things in the countryside in spring and March. You tell me quietly: here and there, too. ...
Spring March 550 Word 2 came a little late this spring, but it came after all.
After a long period of erosion by the winter wind, the lawn is no longer like it, leaving only one or two small flowers bare. I squatted down gently and looked down. The yellow petals are plump and soft, emitting a sweet taste. I can't help but reach out and hold it gently, feeling that there is a force of life in my hand. When I turned around, I saw the grass among the rocks with some dew on it. The water is as bright as jade, and the white roots are exposed in the rocks. This is the evidence that it is desperately blooming with its life as a bet.
Tired of walking all the way, I sat down on the bench under the cherry tree. The cherry blossoms of that tree are higher than the blue wall. A gust of wind blew, and cherry blossoms fell gently like snow. Dai Fen's petals floated in the air and landed on my shoulders, and my legs were cold. I looked up and saw a pink world. Finally, I couldn't restrain my joy, stood up slowly and reached for the fallen cherry blossoms. Another gust of wind blew, and when I opened my eyes, my hands were full of cherry blossoms, some of which I couldn't hold and slipped from my fingertips. I looked at these petals a little blurred and turned into a mass of pink. I threw the pale pink petals in my hand into the air, and they fluttered like tears, like tears shed by an affectionate beauty.
In the eyes of poets, spring is always a good theme, such as Li Bai's Spring Breeze in Los Angeles, Wei's Spring Tide with Night Rain, February is like scissors, and several early birds compete for warm trees. Most poets think that spring is lovely and full of vitality. It's still the case in people's eyes. Spring means a new look, and everything will start again.
A person's life can't be spring forever, but when you live in winter, you should believe that spring will come soon.
Yangchun March 550 words 3 wisteria, not as noble as peony, not as pure as lotus. But it has its own unique charm. It doesn't like to show off. Like a string of purple wind chimes hanging quietly on the branches, wisteria in March, I like it very much.
In March, in front of the green lawn, one of the most beautiful green stages in the school. Branches are hung on the C-shaped steel pipe, and purple flowers are hung on the branches. That's wisteria! In March, some flowers bloom. He is generous, like a slim little girl. Some people even say that flower buds are so delicate. Are they still sleeping? Maybe they are the "sleeping beauty" in fairy tales. People who pass by, be gentle, be gentle again, and don't disturb their dreams. ...
On the wisteria frame, yellow leaves are covered with many wisteria flowers, which stick out their heads. Some white flowers in lavender are particularly dazzling in the yellow leaves, which highlights their beauty. The sun shines on the wisteria flowers without leaves around, and the flowers seem to reflect countless rays, just like light green gems! It is raining. A drop of rain fell on wisteria. Are lavender flowers swaying gently like wind chimes? It will reduce the fatigue of teachers and bring a little relaxation to students who are nervous about their studies. When did the water drop on the wind chime turn purple? Oh! It turns out that Shuizhu likes wisteria so much that it sets off a gem-like lavender. A closer look shows that there are many yellow "little people" among the flowers. This is a secret meeting. No one knows what they are talking about. They may be discussing their own ideals, which flower is the king of flowers, or ... gather together and smell it, or it's faint! The clever boy guessed it, this is the bud! If you don't look carefully, the "little man" is still sitting on a big white pillar for a meeting! That's interesting.
Wisteria, which gives life to spring in obscurity, quietly exudes a fragrance, so elegant. Observe carefully. One day, you may agree that wisteria and peony are in the same strain, and you will enjoy them under the wisteria frame every day.
Yangchun March 550 words April, when it was warm and cold at first, it was a round trip to spring, and everything was calm, like the warm sunshine in the classroom in the afternoon. I pulled myself out and rearranged myself, and suddenly I was secretly pleased. Fortunately, there are still some things worth remembering.
We always open the Analects of Confucius in the afternoon, ponder it over and read it carefully. The reason is that I think the old Huang Man Tingzhang said it best: "If people in ancient and modern times don't use water for a long time, secular customs will come into being." Looking in the mirror makes me sick, and language is tasteless to people. "We found our own life and our own understanding of the world in the words of the ancients. Sometimes I feel that my heart will be filled with a feeling, a sigh, that life is long, and I regret not having children for half my life. It is a shortcut for people to lead to this world and a bronze mirror for people to see themselves clearly.
I talked with teacher Zhang for a long time about the word "house" and had a different view from the past. The so-called fast, fast and quiet. As Lin Qingxuan said, "Look at the world with a pure heart, live with a happy heart, have feelings with a normal heart, and remove obstacles with a soft heart". Born in this world, we are always saying goodbye to many things. Maybe you are not ready yet, but we are already on the road, so we might as well treat it with a calm heart.
Finally, I have free time to celebrate my classmates' birthdays. They were born in February and March when winter went and spring came. Coincidence will not happen again and again, unless it is a surprise that we carefully arrange for you. Gentle and kind, smart and wise, these things that exist in us may be in the pockets behind us. If no one picks it up and gives it to you, it will be difficult to find it. Those little friends who accompany us every day and get along with each other day and night seem to be wrapped in a layer of sugar in our hearts at this moment, which makes people feel warm and sweet. There are not many touching words, just as short as praise, but straight to the bottom of my heart. This is 17 years old and we are saying goodbye to 16 years old.
Similarly, we are saying goodbye to April and March. The memory of March will be frozen in a corner like ice, waiting for the sun to set, and one day it will bloom in our hearts like a flower.
In the spring of March, five calendars with 550 words were torn off one by one, as if the weather would be warmer and greener if one was torn off. Spring is naturally a little more. Slowly, slowly, the calendar has been torn to March.
Spring rain is beautiful and gentle. It gently moistens the earth, caresses the earth and whispers to it. When people are unconscious, the spring rain quietly dyed the trees on the roadside and the grass in the park green.
Wind and rain always go hand in hand. The wind in the morning is slightly cool, giving people a very fresh feeling. Blow and blow, wake everything up. The treetops are green, the earth is green, and even the platforms of tall buildings are green.
In the wind and rain. Flowers from all over the mountains opened their eyes, one, two, one cluster, two clusters ... connected into pieces and merged into the sea. Faced with this magnificent ocean of blue, red and yellow flowers, people's troubles and worries have vanished.
Go and look at the sky! How can we make the sky colorful and dazzling? Ah, that's a kite flown by children. Against the blue sky and white clouds, kites of various shapes are flying freely. What a refreshing sight! Children's bright clothes and cheerful laughter have also become a beautiful scenery in spring. Spring belongs to children, and they are also trying to dress up and add the color of spring.
In the park, the lawn is still yellow and green. On the yellow lawn, I saw scattered and yellow grass. Their limbs were broken, their arms were broken, and their heads were low. That's the trace left by winter. Bend down and look carefully, and you will find something novel. Hey! It's green inside! It turns out that yellow grass is also gestating, gestating a better spring.
I finally understand why the colors in spring are so rich: the crayons in Miss Chun's hands are waving diligently; It is the innocent dress of lovely children; It is quietly bred yellow grass. I hope this beautiful spring day in March can stay on earth for a long time.
Spring March 550 words June spring March, pear blossoms. Clusters of pear flowers are as white as snow, elegant and simple, beautiful and fragrant, and graceful, which really has the momentum of "occupying the world white and overwhelming the world flowers". Pale white flowers, with a few yellow stamens in the middle and two green leaves at the bottom, smile freely in the sun, like a slim fairy, smiling, amiable, beautiful and refined, elegant and charming. Climbing high into the distance, snow waves are flying and white clouds are surging, which is spectacular. Compared with the coolness of plum blossoms, the delicacy of cherry blossoms, the charm of peach blossoms, the grace of peony and the brilliance of pear blossoms are pure, whitest and purest. She never decorates herself with exquisite colors, and she despises all hypocrisy. What a wonderful artistic conception it is, how can it not make people feel relaxed and happy, as if they had entered a dreamland.
The weather is clear and the sky is light blue, transparent and pure. Looking around, it is so white that people can't bear to leave, and it is so white that people can't bear to touch it, lest it defile this pure spirit. I had to take out my camera and shoot pear flowers from all angles from time to time, so that the pretty face of pear flowers was fixed in my lens and in my heart. I put my face gently close to the pear flower, sniffed the fragrance of the pear flower and whispered to the pear flower with my heart, which is a language that only pear flower and I can understand. Pear blossoms in the distance float around the front like hazy clouds, blending with the blue sky, just like lotus flowers floating between green ripples, delicate and beautiful. Occasionally mixed with peach trees, the red peach blossoms set off these pear flowers spotless and ethereal. A breeze blew, and the petals fell leisurely, spinning lightly and dancing gracefully, and fell to the ground, quietly scattering white petals everywhere.
Wandering in the pear garden, indulging in the sea of flowers and feeling the breath of spring is really pleasant, which makes me infatuated and lingering.
On March 7th, 550, in Yangchun, "The source of smoke covers the green snail bun, and Shuibaoshan surrounds the Jasper Village ..." Today, we came to the famous Round Head House to play.
A few hours later, hazy green hills and vast lakes came into view. The excited students know that the destination is coming soon.
Walking at a brisk pace, we frolicked on the ferry, facing the laughter and laughter all the way. "Boom ..." With the deafening whistle, the ferry started, and a cool breeze blew from time to time. I looked down at the lake and enjoyed leaning on the handrail. White waves appeared at the stern, and flocks of egrets spread their wings and flew towards us. They seemed to greet us in a friendly way. Egrets have sharp eyes! When their sharp eyes found the tiny fish and shrimp in the lake, they spread their white tail feathers, flapped their wide and flexible wings, stretched their pointed beaks and plunged into the water. When the egret came out of the water, it had a "trophy" in its mouth. They are not afraid of people and "perform" over us-hovering, diving, gliding, flying against the wind, staying in the air ... flying stably and powerfully, just like a natural adventurer. Look at the dock where the ship is sailing, like a small black dot. The sunlight reflected on the water is like thousands of golden red carp jumping naughtily. The smoke is vast and beautiful, and the two small islands connected together in the middle of the lake are like a huge turtle. Perhaps this is the reason for the name of the scenic spot-"Source Pearl".
It was spring March, and we followed the guide to the wonderful cherry blossom valley to enjoy cherry blossoms. These cherry blossoms are in full bloom, one next to the other, from branch to treetop, leaving no gap. The petals of flowers are small and exquisite, the leaves are green and dripping, and the tender yellow petals stick out curiously. Smell it together, and a faint fragrance gets into the nasal cavity. The breeze blows on the face, and the petals of cherry blossoms fall in succession, forming a poetic sakura rain.
Happy time slipped away and we came to the busy lawn. With the colorful ribbons fluttering in the wind and hearty laughter, we ended our last primary school trip!
Today is the weekend. Wake up in the morning, with a hazy drowsiness, quietly walk to the window with a glimmer of light. I opened the curtain a little, and the light suddenly became bright. I looked out through the gap in this faint light and diverted my attention? No, it was this white snow field that deceived my sleepy eyes with white lies. I softened a few times and opened my eyes wide. Ah, there are white and clean snowfields everywhere, and the falling snowflakes rustle, and the fields and villages are slightly silent and spectacular in the empty snow.
How timely the snow in March is! In the past severe winter, the water that moistened the earth was almost frozen. You can take the soil under your feet as evidence, and there is no sign of being wet after digging for dozens of centimeters. At this moment, the earth is opening its cheeks, breathing deeply, and absorbing the favor that Chun Xue has given them. The morning with snowflakes is particularly lovely, without losing light in the crystal, free and easy in elegance, calm in leisure and energetic in silence. It is such a heavy snow that moistens and enlivens this land that is ready to recover in spring.
Snow in March, how romantic! Looking up, the distant, fluffy snowflake, accompanied by the gentle breeze like a lover's warm embrace, seems to be dancing heartily. The lover's rhythmic beat is accompanied by her quiet dance, silent in the embrace of the earth. Sometimes the wind blows snowflakes all over your face, and the skin on your cheeks is in close contact with these flowers, and the warmth invades your heart. A couple not far away were walking in the snow, and their shadows began to blur in the snow scene. I had to watch them leave.
I return to absolute being, gently walked to the front of the bed, sat down and thought for a long time. ...
In the spring of March, the plum blossoms are thin, the ice melts, and the east wind changes years. Unconsciously, it's already spring in March.
Just shaking off the cold ice and snow, just crossing the cold wind, in the spring of March, walking towards us with light steps. Everything on the earth is reviving, and thousands of miles of warblers are singing, Wan Lihong.
March in spring is the happy eyes of spring, gently shaking off the troubles accumulated in winter, giving people who have been suppressed for a long time a bright mood and a warm beauty to the bleak world; Let the light green render a strong vitality, and let the faint flowers decorate a strong poetry.
In the spring of March, we took off our thick cotton-padded clothes and started a new study life. As the saying goes, "A year's plan lies in spring." We should take this opportunity to study hard and cultivate the spirit of struggle, so as to get twice the result with half the effort in this spring-blooming March.
In the spring of March, adults are also busy with their work, and everyone goes out early and returns late. Scientists devote themselves to the development of the motherland, and they lead the motherland to the bright road step by step; Engineers build mountains and mountains for the motherland, build bridges and cast roads; Teachers work hard for the growth of students, getting up early and getting greedy; Even the farmer's uncle began to sow in spring.
In spring and March, not only people are busy, but also small animals are busy. The goose flew back and the frog woke up. They bathed in the spring sunshine, chasing and fighting between heaven and earth, enjoying themselves one by one.
"Spring is in spring, mountains are in spring, spring is in spring, grass is in spring, and cattle are in spring". The stream in spring and March, the cuckoo's cry, the rustling of spring rain and the dancing of butterflies are all so bad; In the spring of March, the grass bows its head, the flowers bloom, the seedlings sing and the willows sing, and everything is so poetic. The spring in March has given us beautiful spring scenery, green life, firm belief, unlimited hope and strength.
Spring March 550 words 10 In spring March, my family of five went fishing in the countryside together.
The scenery in the country is really beautiful! Pieces of golden rape flowers dance with the wind, just like dazzling silk scarves, which are very eye-catching; Dense camphor trees stand on the side of the road, just like sentries standing guard, very heroic. ...
When we came to the pond, we stood on tiptoe and walked on the rotten yellow mud road. We finally found a place and prepared fishing gear for too many chefs. Dad connected the two fishing rods separately, installed the floating rod and the sinking rod, and put the bait, so that my friends and I could catch fish.
I skillfully threw the hook forward with a fishing rod, and the hook fell into the water, so I stared at the float carefully and observed its every move. Suddenly, the float suddenly sank, and I was hooked! The fish took the bait! I excitedly picked up the fishing rod and pulled it up. A crucian carp suddenly emerged from the water, with its tail still flapping on the water and splashing.
"I caught a fish!" I cried excitedly at once. Look, those little friends, don't mention how envious they are. A friend rolled over and hit a muddy egg. Another friend leaned in and almost kicked my bucket over. ...
I put the fish in the bucket, put the bait on it and continued fishing. However, I became restless, drinking water, urinating, eating melon seeds and being a fishing instructor.
Not long after, my friends caught several fish one after another, but there was still only one lonely fish in my bucket, which made me lose face. I was a little unconvinced and thought, "Damn" fish, where have you all been? Looks like I'm gonna have to use the killer. I took some bran cakes from my father's fishing gear box and threw them near the float. I calmed down and stared at the water. Soon, I caught a few more fish.
When the weather was bad, it suddenly began to rain, so we had to put away our fishing gear and go home reluctantly.
550 words in March in Yangchun 1 1 The Spring Festival has passed, ushered in March when the grass grows and the warblers fly, and also ushered in the end of junior high school-the senior high school entrance examination.
Accompanied by the wind is the radiant sunshine, accompanied by the junior high school entrance examination. In this spring March, we are about to sow the seeds of hope and use the rest to water its future growth. In June, I am about to harvest, no pains, no gains, so we should use these three months to carefully cultivate.
In the classroom, watching everything outside recover, we are in the same good mood. We have prepared for the senior high school entrance examination on June 26th. Leaves began to take root, and grass gradually grew out. Like us, they are waiting for a vibrant spring, just like we are waiting for the senior high school entrance examination in the scorching sun. In this spring March, we waited quietly. Nothing can stop our determination, and we will continue to study. But we study harder than before. We don't know where to go in the future. In this spring, summer and March, we are about to break up, and junior high school time has passed. We may not be happy, but we often think of these times. Although only in these three years, we have also forged a profound friendship. We are all studying hard, sprinting for the last paragraph, and we will try not to leave any regrets in junior high school.
In March, the farmer's uncle also began to prepare for farming. With hard sweat, his parents also began to work. People come and go all day. Spring is the season of sowing, working and studying. The weather is warm and cool. It's another spring, and we're one year older, but we don't want to be one year older. We don't want to leave the school that raised us for three years. March, spring, flowers bloom and we walk.
In spring and March, we are hopeful. In spring and March, we are ready to meet the challenge. In this spring March, we are waiting to harvest the fruit!
550 words in March in Yangchun 12 Spring is a season of blooming flowers and singing and dancing.
Spring is invisible, silent, tasteless and intangible. But people who care about life can accurately judge the arrival of spring, which is also the experience of the older generation.
"The peach blossoms outside the bamboo are three or two, and the spring river plumbing duck prophet." "Spring Garden can't be closed, and an apricot is out of the wall." In this way, the ancients praised the good season and beautiful scenery of spring.
In the morning, I was walking on my way to school. I was surprised to find that in the community, the grass on the roadside sprouted, and several small flowers bloomed in the grass, forming a landscape with the grass. Out of the community, come to the bustling street, breathe gently, ah! The morning air is full of dew and flowers. There are few pedestrians on the path by the river. I walked at a brisk pace on the path to school by the river. The willow branches bathed in the sun grew new hair and buds. Occasionally a few black shadows flashed in the sky. It's a swallow. The swallow flew back from the south. Doesn't this mean that spring is coming?
I like spring because it seems to be a magician. He woke up the brook, Jie Bing Creek, and started a happy and long journey; He woke the grass, and his brother was sleeping underground, but the girl in late spring brought him back to reality from his sleep. It was very angry. It turned the land upside down and put its head out of the land in a big fuss. Miss Chun attracted the swallows in the south with her beautiful appearance. Swallow is a veritable "anthomaniac" who comes from the south to see the beautiful scenery of spring.
Spring makes the world full of vitality and decorates our lives. Spring, I love you! Let's throw ourselves into the embrace of nature and feel the colorful spring!
Yangchun March 550 words 13 Yangchun March is a good day for hiking.
On March 13, all the teachers and students in our primary school went for an outing to "Koishikawa Valley Paradise" in Taihe Town, Baiyun District with a happy mood. The bus travels from the foot of Maofeng Mountain to the top of the mountain. Looking up, Maofeng Mountain is connected with the mountain like a long dragon. Unknown trees on both sides of the mountain road are green and tall, like mighty soldiers; There are lush strawberries growing on the land at the foot of the mountain, and red strawberries are hidden in the green leaves, which are as lovely as red gems.
I don't know who shouted, "Look, the words' Little Stone Boat Valley Paradise' are written in front." The students suddenly cheered. "Here we are! Here we are! " When I got off the bus, a breeze blew and I suddenly felt that the air was particularly fresh and fragrant.
A big brother, a tour guide, took our teacher to a rape field, ah! It is golden and fragrant here. Little bees are buzzing on the flowers. Look at its mouth sticking into its stamens. Its hands and feet are busy collecting honey. It is really interesting! There are also pairs of beautiful flowers, dancing happily among the flowers, as if performing a program for us. The students took out their cameras and took photos with lovely bees and beautiful butterflies.
Walk through the rape field and come to the Peach Blossom Garden. Peach blossoms surprise us even more! Peach blossom is deep red and pink; Both single petals and double petals look good. I couldn't wait to take out my camera and only took pictures of beautiful peach blossoms as a souvenir. There are also very noble roses, colorful.
Delicate water lilies, big round green leaves like a big green disc, small fish swimming around below. How interesting this game is!
Spring is green; Spring is colorful; Spring is happy; Spring is full of vitality. I love you in spring! I love your beautiful "Little Stone Boat Valley Paradise!"
Yangchun March 550 words 14 Spring season, go to the park to find spring, explore spring and visit spring.
Walking on the bridge and looking under it, the river is sparkling and crystal clear, like a winding green belt and an ancient road leading to a fairyland. The whole river is light green. They, just freed from the freezing, are slowly and steadily moving forward, familiar with their previous roads, slowly on the road and starting to travel. Slow and steady, don't follow suit, go your own way. Like a group of water sprite, water is always flowing.
There are ten fish in the pond, and they all swim in vain. Bright red and transparent body, beautiful and flexible tail. Swim on the shallow shore, stagnate in the middle of the pool, turn around in the ripples and play with your partner. They always stay active and greet their March with a full and positive attitude.
The shadows on the shore are reflected in the lake, and the peach blossoms are dotted with fragrance. Small peach blossom is like a Beauty Zhang's face, beautiful and elegant, shy and confident, and its color blooms from white at the end to yellow in the stamen. The breeze blows through your face and peach blossoms, landing lightly, dancing in the wind, bathing in the sun, the fragrance flutters with the wind, and the eyes are full of red peach fragrance.
Dewdrops stay on the petals and fall gently with the beautiful curves of the petals. Peach blossom is strong and open, refusing to let outsiders see her tears falling from time to time. She told us with hard work that every happiness needs hard work and a strong soul.
On the bridge, all kinds of things and people come and go. They are also a scenery in spring. Or taking photos, writing, sketching, or watching, everyone is busy, racing against time, enjoying the spring scenery leisurely, creating a landscape of their own, making them feel more comfortable and less boring.
How will you spend this spring in March? Enjoy, persist, be positive, work hard and create.
Every minute of life is worth having, creating value, following your heart and finding your own spring.
How will you spend March?
Spring March 550 words 15 Spring March, I feel the wind is very fresh, especially in the morning.
Finally, I overcame my laziness, convinced myself of various reasons and excuses, and began to get up early to do morning exercises. As far as my constitution is concerned, it is really difficult to start running. At first, not far from the departure, I was panting and uncomfortable. This exercise is really difficult. So I started a brisk walk, and I actually enjoyed the beautiful scenery during the sprint.
You see, you see, the peach blossom is blooming, and it is red and gorgeous, much more gorgeous than the peach blossom that is about to bear fruit.
Look, the winter jasmine is in bloom, yellow and tender, like a shy little girl.
You see, there are weeping willows on the shore, and willow leaves grow inadvertently. Walking under willows, shuttling among flowers, bathing in the fresh air in the morning, there is a feeling of being in a fairyland.
I usually go out at half past six, and besides this beautiful scenery, there are more beautiful things-
You see: 70-year-olds are also fashionable.
Look at that old man. He is 70 years old, but he is still hale and hearty. He walks without stooping, hunching, and going forward. He thought that the old man might have been a soldier when he was young. It's nothing. What attracted me was the walkman hanging around his waist, not the Henan opera that ordinary old people listen to, but the rhythmic dance music, the kind of DJ.
You see: sixty aunts are more leisurely.
Two good sisters, walking leisurely and chatting cordially, don't know whether to talk about their sons and daughters-in-law or grandchildren. Anyway, they are all walking slowly, talking, really leisurely-
You see: how loving middle-aged couples are.
Across the street came a middle-aged couple in their forties. Their steps are obviously fast and big, striding as if they were exercising. Although they didn't speak, their love can be seen from their walking steps.
Look: mother and son.
The mother is very young and beautiful. Maybe she loves children too much at ordinary times and gives them all good things. You see, her son is chubby and obviously overweight. Each of them has a skipping rope in his hand, and his mother is jumping. His son was watching, and his mother kept urging him, "Hurry up, you have XXX to finish the task."
It's March again. What a fresh spring breeze and warm morning exercises. What are you waiting for? Go out and you will find more beauty!