Walking in the field, imagining green seedlings, farmers are looking forward to a bumper harvest and can live in it by walking up a flight of stairs. The spring breeze blew, and there were bursts of laughter. Listen, the birds are humming! Look! Castle Peak stands tall and majestic. Branches dance and catkins fly around. Listen to the running water carefully, and you can swim with fine stones.
Spring is a righteous army, liberating everything imprisoned by the cold once a year. Spring is a thousand skilled craftsmen in Qian Qian. They came to my hometown together. Spring is a great mother, who carefully cultivates the growth of all things ... a day's plan lies in the morning, a year's show lies in spring, spring returns to the earth, and everything recovers. The vibrant spring gives us new hope, let us bathe in the sunshine of spring, let us fly our wings to pursue our ideals.