There is not a word about spring in the composition, 1000.

Spring has come, spring has come, and our hearts are warm. In the morning, I took off my cotton-padded jacket, put on my spring clothes, and went to the wild to look for spring with my mother. When we go to the wild, the breath of spring comes to our faces, and the warm sunshine shines on the earth. We walked along the path, the young trees on both sides of the path grew green and full buds, and the willows waved to us with long braids, as if to say, "Spring is coming, spring is coming." The wild flowers on the ground are colorful, including red, yellow, blue, white and purple ... The peach tree smiled and bent down and said, "Don't look at your colorful flowers, they are not as beautiful as mine!" When we came to the field, the farmer's uncle was pulling weeds and fertilizing his vegetables, including broad beans, peas and mustard. Some grandmothers are digging wild vegetables in the fields. My mother told me, "This dish is bitter, and it can clear away heat and detoxify." .