Poetry and Prose in Spring: 300 to 500.

Spring in the north is always a little late. After beginning of spring, people have experienced repeated contests between spring and winter, and they can clearly feel the footsteps of spring before and after the fright. Although the spring breeze is still cold, people can't wait to unload their winter clothes with other things.

Among the four seasons, we like the understanding of spring best. Needless to say, "it's not cold to blow the breeze in the willows", and "it's always spring in all seasons". The feeling that spring gives us is actually bright and exciting. Spring also gives us endless reverie, infinite strength and infinite hope.

We walk in the street, and the spring breeze blows across our faces, neither too cold nor too hot, which makes people feel that there is a warm current surging in our bodies. Vitality is growing and sprouting like a plant. In spring, we are most comfortable at night. We like sitting in the quiet courtyard, facing the bright starry sky and the bright moon, breathing the fresh air, letting our thoughts gallop like wild horses, occasionally looking at the lights around us, listening to laughter, singing and dancing gently, and indulging in the breath of spring. Therefore, we feel the beauty of life from the heart and feel that our hopes for the future have increased a lot.

China literati's works of chanting spring are rich and colorful, which play a greater role in the poetry and painting of spring. Spring is the most promising season. The past time no longer exists, but what leaves me most is the memory of time. When we recall spring, the most unforgettable thing is the season when birds are singing and flowers are fragrant. We sat under the tree and looked at the sky. The sky is blue. Under the blue sky, the branches have sprouted, and we seem to see them grow sturdily. Isn't this a vibrant speech?

The spring breeze is blowing, the willow flute is ringing, and the past is like smoke, which haunts my heart for a long time. The dream of flying as a child left many sweet dreams in the clear river, in the cool grass, in the dense reeds and in the green forest.

The beauty of spring is often amazing. Suddenly, the spring breeze came overnight and thousands of trees blossomed. When I was a child, I was curious about the beautiful scenery of Huahai. Standing in the flowers, lingering, too many things to see. Holding flowers in your arms is intoxicating. After the spring rain, in the fields, green grass is blooming, wild flowers are blooming, bees are flying, butterflies are flying and birds are singing. Thus, a beautiful daydream rises in our hearts.

Memories of spring, like white clouds, float in the sky of memory, like a clear river, flowing in the heart of memory; Like a tree, it grows in the journey of memory; Such as peach blossom, blooming in the depths of memory.

The memory of spring is like the water and wind in spring, which caresses your face and flows in your heart. Every day when the spring breeze warms up, and every night when the spring rain comes, spring floats like water, immerses in the heart, warms the memory and leaves happiness forever.

Spring is a season full of vitality and a beautiful season. The plan of the year lies in spring, the spring breeze blows, everything recovers, and hardworking people are busy cultivating and sowing seeds of hope for fruitful autumn harvest.

Spring gives us vitality and hope!

We will always be grateful for spring and feel more about everything in life!