1, a hug in spring.
Wild geese daub the north, leaving a blank in winter. I sprinkled white feathers on the white clouds, looking forward to a pair of flying wings, waiting for colorful flowers, green poplars, touching the nose of the blue sky, flying wings, docking with the sea, flying out of the waves, looking for the hope of spring, and picking up the footprints of winter with affectionate eyes.
Then, draw a brilliant image. The sunshine is bright and warm. I am waiting for you in the spring with a flowered paper fan, waiting for you, waiting for you to bring the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River. I will wait for you in spring, write the pink and green pictures into the gurgling stream, and water the green grass with all my feelings. I will wait for you in spring to see butterflies.
I will wait for you in spring. I will turn myself into a kite and fly in the spring breeze and blue sky to tell people some information about spring. I will wait for you in spring, take a pair of scissors in spring, and cut off the residual chill in winter, but I can't stop cutting, and flowers and birds are singing.
2. Laughter in Spring.
Drunk spring grass tips, snow turns into spring, although it is still slightly cold. Grass squeezes out of the ground and flowers bloom like wine glasses. When they are bright, my heart is warm. You are my bosom friend, and I talk about everything. I am your beauty, just like euphemism, I hide a flame. You are my sky, full of flowers.
I am your grassland, I can't hide my feelings, and I will always linger for a lifetime. I know I can't get rid of loneliness on lonely nights. I just want to bury my seeds in my heart's garden, hand in hand, get drunk with peony, get drunk with peony, and get drunk with the grass tip of this grassland, knowing that I miss someone and don't want to miss a warmth.
3. The coming of spring.
Spring, bright spring and mild spring have come back and come to my side again. You are always dancing gently in the mountains, so close and kind. People can't forget that intoxicating dream I wandered among the trees, looking for charming spring scenery.
I set foot on the deep mountain canyon. Follow the mountain upstream. A ribbon with a poetic and warm wind gently brushed my cheek, which always makes people miss it. It's not hard to imagine that green is around you. Green, refreshing and inexhaustible, represents the color of life and nature.
After a winter, the long-lost green has regained its freshness and brightness. Cicada stopped in the forest and asked, catching up with me. Singing "The Story of Spring" in my mouth, I am thinking about the happiness of summer. Among them, there is no lack of harmony in birdsong, which makes people never tire of hearing it.