The spring breeze stretched out a gentle hand.
Stroking the branches
So the dormant life woke up.
Buds sprouted from the bare branches.
Chunyu used her sincere feelings
Falling from the distant sky without hesitation
So the silent earth smiled.
The seeds sown have sprouted.
Chunhua uses her bright smile
Let Wanshui Qian Shan be picturesque
The poet used her passionate feelings
Sing the songs of spring all over the world. There is quiet sunshine in the yard in spring.
Some chickens catch food under the old locust tree [/
They ran, shouted and chased each other.
Calling like a bud can't wake up the dream of Sophora japonica
[] Swallows also meet here to peck [/
The cheerful whisper surprised the little daughter in the room.
She put down her homework and ran out to look around.
The wings of the dark swallow took away her black eyes.
] Sophora japonica fragrance falls into the ancient well.
The ants at the root of the tree are never sleepy. They carry the silent shadows of sunshine and flowers]
The wind below shattered the hum and birds [/
[The little girl with a ponytail goes to catch butterflies.
The color of cauliflower reflects her pink face]
The frightened chicken rolled on the ground in yellow.
She caught herself as a chicken in spring and pushed open the door of spring.
I hear birds chirping.
In the city, there are several spring birds.
They are afraid to go into town.
Just cheering and jumping outside the classroom.
They are as simple as farmers in the countryside.
Let me sprout a sense of closeness.
They are my friends.
Like a relative I met by chance.
They are looking for unknown bugs.
Make a friendly voice to one's companion
After school, I fell in love with birdsong.
In the debate about birds,
I pushed open the door of spring. Grateful, grateful, grateful mother, you have made me grateful for my life. Naturally, you gave me the elegance of sunshine and dripping water. You thank the earth for giving me a drop of water. When Yongquan reported everything in the world, you gave me a strong belief and let me have everything. The grace of dripping water, the spring pays off! River 5 my walking partner, my river,
What are you singing?
What a casual remark I made.
But I know that where there is no water, it is a desert.
You flow through the town where we live.
We wash clothes and feet in your water.
We listen to your voice in the silent mountains.
Just like listening to the pulse of the earth.
My lover's song, I love nature's song,
I know where there is no sound is loneliness. Who moved the knife ruler in He Qifang's Autumn Night Thoughts?
The heart also needs autumn clothes.
Listen to Jiao Ren's call,
Listen to Konoha's breath!
The wind blows from all directions,
Eavesdropping on the broken voice inside.
The poet said: the heart is a piano.
Who has heard of ancient Chun Xue?
Comfort for the dead who know the truth,
Someone hung it on the treetop,
For the sake of nature-
But the floating sound I've heard before.
And broken paulownia, Wu Si,
It will only make people think of the New Year from the string column.