"I don't know who cut the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors." Spring is the palace of birds, and the beautiful chirping song is the emotional singing of birds; Spring is the arena of birds, and colorful and varied flowers are the magic weapon for flowers to bloom.
Spring is our dream paradise, and those beautiful and bright smiling faces are our hope for spring. So many landscapes are varied and varied. Isn't spring beautiful?
"In the spring morning, I woke up easily, and birds were singing everywhere. But now I remember that night, that storm, and I want to know how many flowers were broken. " When I woke up, I found an angry scene outside the window: hazy green hills in the distance, a pond sparkling with microwaves, and several sprouting willows at the door. When the wind blows, willow leaves flutter with the wind, like a beautiful girl, and her dress flutters with the wind. "hey!" Who cut the willow leaves so thin? It turned out that the spring breeze cut him.
Riding a bicycle on the road next to the house, the cherry blossoms on both sides of the road are in full bloom, emitting charming fragrance. The tepid sun overhead smiled, and Sister Yun tried to do magic. Birds flew by in groups, which made people fascinated.
Walking on the bridge on Sunwu Lake, looking down, there is a clear lake, and all kinds of small fish are swimming happily. When the wind blows, it immediately makes people feel refreshed, and the breeze caresses their cheeks, which makes people particularly comfortable.
Sitting on a stone bench, surrounded by blooming flowers, yellow, red, white, purple and so on ... flowers try their best to show us their charm. When I am happy, I sing as if I were one of the flowers, dancing with the change of the scenery.
Bypassing the reservoir at the western end of the village, buildings stand in the water, like islands in the lake. Take a big net and catch a small fish. I feel very rewarding and happy!