In spring, I like to wander on the ridge of the mountain forest, looking at the tender buds on the tree, and I can't help but get together and smell them-the freshness is coming. Close your eyes and listen to the birds singing and the gurgling streams in the distance. Sit down, take a deep breath, and a refreshing feeling fills your mind. Stand up, run for a while, and shout with all your strength, just like a bud breaking through the epidermis and a petal blooming. This is the spring of nature, and it is also my spring. I became a grass in spring, enjoying spring with everything.