Just after Grandpa Dong left, Miss Chun came to the world quietly with a basket of flowers. Listen! The spring concert began, bamboo shoots are an excellent conductor, and the crisp voice of spring rain is singing beautiful songs. Spring breeze plays the piano and rustles; Spring thunder drums rumble; Spring water applauds; Tick-tock, rustling, rumbling, rushing, how intoxicating the spring music is!
The songs of spring float to the fields, and the grass sticks its head out of the soil, listening to the wonderful sounds curiously; Wheat seedlings also quietly drilled out of the snow quilt and talked with the spring rain in a low voice; The song floated to Taoyuan, which made Peach Blossom blush, like a little girl in a red skirt. When the breeze blew, he danced, and the red skirt danced with the wind. The songs in spring make the rhododendrons with small horns wear purple clothes, and their petals are curved like the skirts of fairies. Rape flower couldn't help putting on his golden clothes to hold a concert. From a distance, it looks like a vast golden ocean ...
The song of spring calls lovely animals. I crouched among the flowers and found groups of ants carrying food diligently; Crowds of bees, flapping their yellow wings, are busy humming honey; The colorful butterflies also danced in pairs. Willow plaits look at the sky. Oh, it turns out that cute little swallows are flying back in neat rows in the blue sky, dragging scissors-like tails. They chirped, as if to say, "Spring is coming, spring is coming!"
When spring is wearing its green clothes, it is accompanied by her colorful clothes; When the tide comes, it can also make people lose their souls. Because the pattering spring rain and Tomb-Sweeping Day came to the world, and the Tomb-Sweeping Day is also called the Cold Food Festival, this is a good time for sacrifice and outing. So Tomb-Sweeping Day is also rich and interesting in spring. As Du Mu wrote in his poem: "It rains in Tomb-Sweeping Day, and pedestrians on the road want to die. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village. " Everyone is immersed in the sorrow of homesickness, and I feel the same way.
But Mother Earth reminds us: "Try not to burn paper money at the intersections of large and small alleys, so that his smoke will not only affect my breathing, but also the remaining black waste will stain my gorgeous spring clothes. Listening to you say that you are going for an outing, my child Xiaocao is too scared to cover with a thick quilt because she is afraid of pain! "
Don't worry, Mother Earth! "Tomb-Sweeping Day" I have made an arrangement with my parents, and we will go to the grave together for those martyrs who died heroically on the battlefield. Because it was their blood that dyed the earth red, and it was their precious lives that brought us a happy life today. It is your hard work that has given us such a beautiful spring, and we will certainly cherish the beautiful environment.
The mother of spring is the earth. Let's love her spring and her mysterious beauty. In her arms, there are kind spring breeze, warm spring sun and warm spring rain, and they all sacrifice themselves to become the beating notes "do, re, mi, fa, sol, La" on the strings ... to write a wonderful and touching spring hymn for people.