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Spring comes quietly

I wrote it on April 26th, 212? Spring has come quietly, like a beautiful girl walking with graceful steps. In the small garden opposite my downstairs, the winter jasmine is in full bloom. It is a yellow flower with dark yellow branches. When spring comes, the winter jasmine is always the first to sprout and blossom. People also call her "early spring". She is like this every year. She is the first to report the arrival of spring to people. The tiny petals are not flamboyant at all, but what is more valuable is that she has strong vitality. No matter on the steep slope or the rocks near the cliff, she can grow tenaciously as long as there is a trace of soil.

There is a small garden next to my house. In front of the garden is a hill on both sides of the mountain road. The willows also spit out green buds, and the red buds of peach trees are also eager to emerge, spitting out a hint of light green.

The coming of spring is a kind of breath. The breeze is warmer than the winter chill. The sun is shining, the earth is revived, and the fragrance of the earth will waft out from the fields. The gentle spring and the wind pass by with a hint of sweetness, and the breath of spring contains a warm tenderness.

Spring is precious, but it is also short-lived. I didn't pay attention to it carefully before, and I didn't appreciate its beauty in my busy life. She came slowly and left in a hurry, I think. Spring is a budding season. One day is in the morning, and all the year round is in spring. It is intended to make people cherish this season and study and work more. Maybe in ancient times, people didn't have any stoves, heating and air conditioning at home, and it was hard to study in winter and summer, and the days in spring were longer, so they paid special attention to spring. Of course, the importance of spring is that it is a season of sowing, sowing seeds in spring and welcoming harvest in autumn.

In the budding season, people's thoughts are particularly active, and their hearts are full of longing. The warmth of spring creates a comfortable environment, and people will feel touched by the scene, be filled with emotion, gallop and daydream, and recall some beautiful past events and romantic feelings.

"The grass grows long and the warbler flies in February, and the willows on the embankment are drunk with spring smoke. Children come back early from school and are busy flying kites in the east wind. " . Spring is a beautiful season, a season full of poetry and painting; Spring means the beginning of a vibrant time. This one is ok, about 5 words, not long, not bad.