Entering Spring Manuscripts (1) Spring Sentences
1. Hey, I know, spring is colorful. As long as you observe carefully and be a person who cares about life, you will feel the colorful and beautiful spring and its warmth and charm. I fantasize that when nature created spring, it must have left the exquisite meat cleaver without hesitation, waving the biggest brush heartily, and sketching out this beautiful and colorful spring.
2. Spring is beautiful, so you can wear a flowered skirt; Spring is beautiful, and butterflies are dancing among the flowers. There is beauty in spring, which is the beauty of flowers; There is a song in spring, which is the song of a bird; There is a dance in spring, which is the dance of butterflies; There is laughter in spring, and that is people's laughter. After all, spring in my eyes is full of vitality.
The drizzle in March is as silky as fog, and you can only vaguely feel it. It is like a gentle world, hanging over you, like a dreamlike dreamland, walking in the drizzle, feeling? Light rain and fine wind? Beautiful and romantic. Listening to the splash under your feet and touching the soft rain is really a rare comfort and leisure.
I like to walk in the fragrant spring and feel the beauty of spring. Looking at life with pure piety, I see many pink petals chatting with spring, and one hope after another is climbing along the soft spring. The beauty of spring is implicit. Only when the bird patted her skin did she gently stretch her beautiful eyelashes and ripple. The beauty of spring is generous. She scattered a warm smile along the happy light, just like a fairyland, dancing with birds with transparent tenderness. Take advantage of the breeze, sprinkle a beautiful place.
5. Walking in the square, my heart swells like a bud; In spring, there are beautiful images of willows and peaches everywhere. Birds are flying all over the sky and all kinds of kites are flying in the blue sky. Countless children are running happily on the ground with thin threads: kites are children in April and spring, so they will fly happily in the blue sky. April is the Kite Festival; April is a colorful blue sky; April is a child's freedom: April is also a gift of spring, the most beautiful gift of spring, and spring has finally arrived!
6. The colors in spring are really colorful. The sun is red, the sky is blue, the treetops are light green, and the winter jasmine is delicate yellow? No wonder poets love to sing praises to spring, and painters love to describe it, because spring is the fusion of all the beautiful things in the world and the general meeting of all colors. I wonder why these colorful colors choose spring to come to the earth.
8. Look at the pink stamens of peach blossoms all over the mountains, attracting butterflies and bees to fly in them. Other flowers are gradually blooming, perhaps to show themselves. Great, all kinds of flowers become more delicate and charming with spring. Of course, spring can be more than that, as well as budding trees, waking earth and returning swallows.
Entering the Spring Manuscripts (2) Composition on Spring
Spring, dreamy and poetic spring
Dressed in rainbow-like colorful clothes, Miss Chun walked lightly, smiling and seeing off her white-haired Grandpa Dong.
Clouds like catkins float in the blue sky. On the willows in the field, the soft branches have pulled out the green willow leaves. The swallow is the messenger of spring. It comes from the south in a hurry to tell people the joy of spring.
In the field, under the care of spring, a hundred flowers blossom and compete for beauty, can it be said? The advantage of spring is not strong fragrance, but small fragrance is the most delicate. By Qingming Festival, colorful flowers were in chaos, and half of the spring breeze was gone. ?
Under the warmth of the sunshine, the ice in the river began to melt slowly, and the small ice did not stop melting, and finally merged with the clear lake of Ming Che. The gurgling sound of running water makes people feel the joy and attachment of spring flowers.
Oh? What is that? Look around? Take a closer look, the original sprouting grass has pushed the dirt off its head and is enjoying this beautiful world.
Spring is neither like a hot summer, nor like a fruity autumn, nor like a cold winter. She is so beautiful, gentle and simple. . . . . .
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