If the wind has color, I hope it is green. When he blew through the grassland forest, he awakened the whole earth, and all the flowers and trees put on new green clothes. We seem to hear the sound of everything growing. When adults see such a scene, they can always recall childhood memories-the happy time of playing and chasing with a group of children on the grass; When he blew through the eyes of blind people all over the world, although they could not see the beauty of spring, they felt the breath of spring.
If the wind has color, I hope it is red. When he blew through the rice fields, the crops thrived against the sunshine, and the hardworking farmer's uncle's dark cheeks bloomed with a lovely smile; Summer is also hot because of red, cicadas are screaming desperately in the branches, and we can't wait to jump into the water to cool down. Red also reminds me of a poem praising summer: "The lotus leaf on the next day is infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers on the next day are of different colors".
If the wind has color, I hope it is golden yellow. The fields such as wheat ears and millet that he blew were all covered with golden "gem clothes"; Fruit trees, apples, pears, etc. It dances happily in the bright sunshine and sings harvest songs with musicians in the forest. When we eat these foods, we can always taste the joy of harvest in autumn, and there is a satisfied smile on our lips. ...
If the wind has color, I hope it is white. When he blew across our campus, snowflakes were flying all over the sky, and the students happily had snowball fights on the playground, slid off the sledge and piled up tall snowmen! When they are blown all over the world, they can always bring endless joy to children all over the world and endless reverie to painters!
If the wind has color, I hope it is colorful. Whenever he blows through the sky after a storm, he can see the curved rainbow shining on the beautiful land like a lotus lamp. These seven colors are like seven fairies flying in the sky. As long as they blow through nature, nature will become colorful and full of vitality, and the world will become better! These seven colors also represent everyone's seven dreams. One of my dreams is-I hope that human beings will never have diseases and wars, regardless of east, west, north and south, regardless of color and sex, regardless of age, and can hold hands as a family, * * * on one earth, under a blue sky, and