The spring breeze is light and soft,
Bees collect honey, and the spring breeze is sweet.
The flowers are blooming and the spring breeze is fragrant.
The spring breeze blows on your face.
The color of spring
What color is spring?
Grass said:
"Spring is green."
Peach blossom said:
"Spring is pink."
What color is spring?
Cauliflower said:
"Spring is golden."
Pear flower said:
"Spring is Snow White."
The breath of spring
The smell of spring,
Is sweet,
Like sweet flower juice,
Another example is the sweet life.
The smell of spring,
It smells good,
Like fragrant flowers,
Like sweet air.
The smell of spring,
Is colorful,
Look!
Here,
There,
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Where are the steps of spring?
Where are the steps of spring?
On the willow beside the West Lake,
The willows have sprouted.
Where are the steps of spring?
On the winter jasmine beside the road,
The winter jasmine is in bloom.
Where are the steps of spring?
On the frog by the river,
The frog woke up.
Where are the steps of spring?
Among the magpies in the sky,
The magpie flew back.
Where are the steps of spring?
In children,
The children went for a spring outing.
spring
The alarm clock in spring went off,
The alarm clock in spring went off,
Awaken the seeds,
I opened my eyes.
The alarm clock in spring went off,
Awaken the grass,
Coming out, boss.
The alarm clock in spring went off,
Wake up the trees,
Put out his arm.
The alarm clock in spring went off,
Wake up the flowers,
Suddenly laughed.
spring
Spring is a book.
Color books—
Yellow winter jasmine,
Red peach blossoms,
Green willow leaves,
Pak Lei ...
Spring is a book.
Laughing at books—
Small pond smiled,
Dimples are round and big;
The children laughed,
Open your mouth. ...
Spring is a book.
Singing books—
Spring thunder rumbles,
The spring rain is ticking,
Swallows chirp,
Frogs croak ...
Spring Morning
bird
Start chirping
When, as if in
Very far away.
remote
Location. only
For a while.
time
Go and see them.
land
In front of my window. use
they
tiny
tiny
Speak sarcastically,
Switch,
The sun hangs down.
Golden silk
Curtains.
Hello, Spring.
Rain, stroking the palm of grass;
Rain, combing the long hair of willow;
Rain, watering the flower buds;
Rain quietly moistens the heart of the earth.
The thunder awakened the silent frog.
Clouds, floating red the face of the sun.
The sun dyed the peach blossom's face red.
Let's put on spring clothes,
Just like a willow shoots,
Floating in the wind, hanging in the water,
Spring smiles are everywhere.
I saw the first swallow fly,
It took my hand;
I chased it happily,
It's nice to see pink peach blossoms again.
Spring is coming, spring is coming.