1, "Pushing Open the Door of Spring" heard birds singing. In the city, several kinds of birds announce that spring has arrived. Birds are afraid to enter the city, cheering and jumping outside the school gate. Birds are as simple as farmers in rural areas, which makes me feel close.
Birds are my friends. They seem to be relatives I happened to meet. Birds are looking for unknown bugs and making friendly sounds to their companions. Outside school, I fell in love with birdsong. In the contention of birds, I pushed open the door of spring.
2. "This Spring Day" This spring day, my heart is very chaotic. Sometimes I think of some tombstones, and sometimes I think of my childhood. This spring is a mess, and the poems of spring have been written by spring.
My poem is the blade of grass and the crown in spring. What else can I do this spring? Who can I embrace spring and time with?
3. "Stepping into the Threshold of Spring" The last snow, with the treetops outside the window, looks forward to the future. The branches droop and sigh, and the sprayed fog drops in the yearning for spring. A bud quietly arched out of the frozen soil and tapped on the door of the earth. Sparrows strolled happily and disappeared behind the cracked trunk, enjoying love.
Light kites in the suburbs, sailing in the season, all the way to the territory of spring. The road is still muddy. Occasionally, pedestrians turn up their collars and shut out the cold, but in spring, the sun is shining inside the door.
7. On the weekend of "hiking", I met a kite, went to a mountain top in the suburbs, released my son, and grasped the joy of a winter. A leaf floated in the distance, like a seesaw, and you came and went with my son.
Lying on the grass under the damp Achnatherum splendens, I was on pins and needles all afternoon. I really want to take out my son's homework in his schoolbag and help him sweep it.