Looking forward to, looking forward to, the east wind is coming, and the pace of spring is approaching.
Everything looked like I had just woken up, and I opened my eyes with joy. The mountains are moist, the water is long, and the sun is blushing.
Here it comes.
The grass crawled out of the soil, tender and green. In the garden, in the field, look, a large area is full.
Yes, sit down, lie down, roll twice, kick a few balls, run a few laps, and grab a few laps. The wind is quiet and the grass is soft.
Yes
Peach trees, apricot trees and pear trees are all in full bloom, and you won't let me or I won't let you. Red is like fire, pink is like chardonnay,
White as snow. With the fragrance of flowers, when I close my eyes, the trees seem to be full of peaches, Xinger and pears. Let a hundred flowers blossom.
Bees buzz and butterflies of different sizes fly around. Wildflowers are everywhere: miscellaneous, named, unnamed and scattered.
In the grass, like eyes, like stars, it is still flashing.
"Blowing your face doesn't make you cold", yes, like a mother's hand touching you. The wind brings some new smell of digging,
Mixed with the smell of grass, as well as various flowers, are brewing in the slightly humid air. Birds nest in the tender leaves of flowers.
When you are happy, ask your friends to quietly show off their crisp voice, sing a melody and let the breeze flow. Niu Bei
The shepherd boy's piccolo has been ringing loudly at this time all day.
Rain is the most common and lasts for three or two days. Don't be annoyed, you see, it is like cow hair, like a needle, like a filament, densely woven into a diagonal.
Look, there is a thin layer of smoke on the roof. The leaves are bright green, and the grass is green to the eyes. At night, go up
The light went out, and a little yellow light set off a quiet and peaceful night. Go to the countryside, on the path, by the stone bridge, and slowly hold up the umbrella.
A slow walker; There are also farmers working in the fields, wearing hemp fiber and hats. Their thatched cottage looked sparse and quiet in the rain.
Silence.
There are more kites in the sky and more children on the ground. In urban and rural areas, every family, old and young, is also in a hurry.
It seems that they have all come out one by one. Relax, be full of energy and do your own thing. "One year's plan is
Yu Chun "; At the beginning, there is plenty of time and hope.
Spring is like a newborn doll. It's new from head to toe and still growing.
Spring is like a little girl, dressed up and walking with a smile.
Spring is like a strong young man with iron arms, waist and feet. He led us forward.