Spring flowers and peach blossoms open early to welcome the arrival of spring girls. At night, water drops on the leaves, as if blinking big eyes. Farmers' uncles are sowing the seeds of hope in the green fields, and autumn will be fruitful.
Spring is the source of hope; Spring is a makeup artist for flowers and trees!
I love you-Spring!
On the Song of Spring If spring is a composer, then Spring Rain must be a wonderful song written by it. This is a magical song, and everything will thrive after listening to it.
On Friday, it rained. This rain is the song of spring. As soon as I got up in the morning, I heard the rain outside the window and opened the curtains, which seemed to open the curtain of a concert. Everything in the rain is so beautiful, it is a kind of hazy beauty, as if everything is shrouded in rain and fog, and only a vague outline can be seen.
God, light it slowly. The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the original fog has been washed away without a trace, replaced by a world washed clean by rain, and the air is much clearer. At this time, I noticed that a small flower under a big tree in school was watered by rain, which made it more delicate.
The rain stopped in the third period. After class, I can't wait to get out of the classroom. After the rain, the flowers are more beautiful, the trees are greener and everything has changed.
Isn't this the credit of the magical Haruka-Spring Rain? With it, everything can thrive, and with it, everything can become better.
On the Song of Spring Birds are chirping in the branches, as if singing the song of spring to celebrate the arrival of spring, and everyone is conveying the good news of the arrival of spring to each other. Hibernating animals wake up from their sleep, rub their sleepy eyes and stretch. The grass also pokes its head out of the geography, and its small eyes look around this brand-new world. On the thin willow branches, green buds appear unconsciously. A breeze blew and brought them together. Agile and elegant attract people's attention, but in a blink of an eye, naughty ones hang down again.
The spring breeze is warm, gently brushing my cheek, rubbing and warming, just like my mother's wide hands stroking my face. The spring rain is also very mild. Raindrops hit the glass window, playing one wonderful ballad after another. The sunshine in spring is warm, shining on people and lazy. It shines on the big tree, which holds its head high and is full of pride. When it shines on the flower, the flower blooms a wonderful smile, which is especially beautiful.
On campus, Mr. Chun dressed up the school in colorful colors, and the flower beds were full of flowers and the flowers were overflowing. Spring girl changed the dead leaves into new green clothes, and the leaves swayed with the wind, making a rustling sound.
Spring brings people new life, new beginning, new harvest and new hope. I like this beautiful spring.
Composition 4 About the Song of Spring: Spring is coming.
Miss Chun came quietly instead of Brother Dong. So everything is looking forward to Miss Chun's arrival. Because-because teacher Chun will give each of them a present.
Look, Sister Taohua is proudly admiring the petal dance skirt that Miss Chun gave her. Sister Liu is combing her flowing long hair. It's really "the jasper tree is tall and the tapestry of thousands of strands of green silk hangs down." I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February seems to have been cut. Squirrels, snakes, bears and hedgehogs are enjoying the rich food given to them by Teacher Chun. ...
Spring girls love to sing and wake up the buds on the branches. Look, the swallows are arranged in scattered notes on the wire. Listen, the brook is playing the stringed instrument piano, ding-dong, ding-dong. ...
Teacher Chun also loves dancing and dances beautifully. Jump! Wow! Jump! Wow! The grass twisted its green waist, the flowers unfolded colorful dance skirts, and the willows raised their long hair covered with hairpins …
Swallows dance with scissors, cut colorful clouds, cut waves and sing happily with bees. Ah! Cut the long kite string ... I was shocked by the bamboo shoots emerging from the bamboo forest.
Spring, a colorful world, a vibrant world!
Composition about the Song of Spring 5 Spring is a kind father-in-law of the sun. He showed a warm smiling face and took away the severe winter for a bright spring.
Spring is an expert in flower arrangement. It came to the world quietly, making the earth full of colorful flowers, and making the barren wilderness suddenly so full of vitality.
Spring is the mother of all birds. It awakens lively and lovely birds, lets them spread their wings and chase and play with each other in the beautiful nature, adding a little color to the earth.
Spring is a great painter. He painted blue sky, cotton wool and white clouds, towering green hills, clear rivers, colorful small wild flowers, lively and lovely bees and butterflies on the white earth, making the earth more beautiful.
In spring, an outstanding musician in the world decorated the earth with beautiful notes: the chirping of birds, the tinkling of springs, and the cheerful voices of children in the green fields.
In spring, an inspiring leader came to the field to breathe. Working people sow in this beautiful spring day and wish them a bumper harvest in autumn.
spring ...
Ah! Spring, the messenger of the earth, spring, the symbol of hope.
Composition about Song of Spring 6 Spring is coming! Spring is coming! The return of creatures to the earth has given spring infinite charm.
Spring has come, and it has awakened the river. The river flows, "Hua Hua, Hua Hua ...", like a powerful piece of music. The little fish jumped happily on the river, like a dance artist, jumping left and right for a while, and occasionally performing a stunt-360-degree super rotation in the air. Shrimp is in the middle, as if playing hide-and-seek game, hiding from the east.
Spring has come, and it has awakened the grassland. The grass poked its head out curiously and looked at everything in the world with wide eyes. There are bits and pieces of snow on the grassland, which seems to cover the earth with a white and green spotted coat. Small flowers also emerged to look at the sky. The spring rain is coming, "Jingle Jingle". It's wonderful!
Dashan was awakened. It changed from white hair to green. Some mountains are green from head to toe, and some mountains are green only at the top. Some are like Hulk, and some are like cuckolded giants. I saw the leaves blowing "rustling, rustling". Just like a singer singing.
River water, spring rain and spring breeze combine to form a spring band, which is "Huahua", "Ding Dong" and "Sasha Vujacic" ...
I remember when I was a child, I just babbled, and I was in the sixth grade in a blink of an eye. I was so nervous that I couldn't breathe. On Sunday, my father took me to the ecological park for the first time. I was very happy.
When I arrived in Gong Yuan, I was dumbfounded at the sight: peach trees, apricot trees and pear trees, and I won't let you. They are all full of flowers. Red as fire, pink as sunset and white as snow. Words with this sweetness, close your eyes, the tree seems to have peaches, Xinger, pears. Under the flowers, hundreds of bees buzzed and butterflies of different sizes flew around. Wildflowers are everywhere: miscellaneous, named and unnamed, scattered in the grass, like eyes, like stars, blinking. At this point, my heart seems to have turned into a butterfly and flew into the flowers with the wind.
Spring rain also comes to join in the fun. When it rains, brush brush, brush brush, as if to say: "Spring is coming! Spring is coming! "
Rivers also welcome spring in their own way. They sang the spring song "Ding Dong, Ding Dong" and were very happy. At this time, I seem to be integrated into the charming scenery in front of me.
I gently hummed this spring song and embarked on this spring road.
Compose Song of Spring,
I want to sing a song, youth is beautiful!
Youth is a beautiful landscape. Some people slip away in a hurry and get nothing. When they get old, they will always regret it! Some people appreciate the wonderful and fascinating things that belong to them, and they will always have an endless aftertaste when they get old! These are two completely different people, do they also bring us a little touch?
I want to sing a song, youth is beautiful!
Because youth is full of energy! We always swim tirelessly in the ocean of knowledge, and will not be tired, because we are grass with vitality and perseverance! You see, we are always in the volunteer service team, serving the elderly alone, and we small traffic policemen are also very busy. Although there is pearl-like sweat dripping down, it is a pearl, how precious it is! We should inject vitality into the whole society!
I want to sing a song, youth is beautiful!
Because youth is full of wisdom! When we encounter a problem, we always solve it. As the saying goes, heroes have been teenagers since ancient times. Of course, show it! In various arenas, our newborn calves are not afraid of tigers! Winning the laurel depends on our wisdom and struggle! In terms of scientific and technological inventions, we also do our part. We carefully contact life, combined with reality, and boldly create one invention after another that surprises adults! Who said we were children? We are small and ambitious! We should spread wisdom to all corners of society!
I want to sing a song, youth is beautiful!
Because youth is not too long! A flash in the pan is short-lived, but who can say it is not beautiful? It is precisely because of its simplicity that it brings people infinite nostalgia! But a flash in the pan can be countless times, and everyone's youth is only once. Why not hold on to it?
Let's sing loudly together: youth is beautiful!
Second,
Dreaming of childhood innocence tied to a kite; In the years of green play, the sensitive heart of youth will always think of that nameless melancholy. It is drizzling outside, blue sky and white clouds are shouting, writing intoxicating songs of youth: they are singing and dancing, radiating youthful dreams in everything, just like a boat moored in the harbor, full of enthusiasm, igniting the lighthouse of navigation.
I don't need to worry about my childhood, because it has become a childhood fantasy. However, youth, with its reserved pace, quietly engraved the vision for the future in our hearts with full of vitality. We fantasize, we love, the beauty of youth, its dim colors and intense pride.
Perhaps in this short prime of life, giving yourself short indulgence and freedom will bring youthful brilliance, but I still firmly believe that youth, drifting with the tide, will establish a full spirit in life. It ignited the raging fire, ignited the voice of everyone on the earth, and scattered the strong and brave seventeen-year-old in the wind and rain, a youth full of love and joy!
Three,
When I was young, I wanted to know the color of youth.
Look for answers in mottled crayons. My childhood handwriting tells me,
Youth is a kite flying under the blue sky, and red wings stir the breeze.
When I was a teenager, I wanted to know the color of youth and look for the answer in the yellowed diary.
The flashing words tell me that youth is a summer leaf shining on the windowsill, and the green fire turns into a hopeful plot.
Later, I saw the color of the sea. I thought that youth is the sea under the moon, and the blue waves are full of strange thoughts.
Later, I saw the luster of the city, and I wondered: youth is a reflection of this colorful? Colorful light shadows confuse clear eyes-
I can't find the color of youth.
When the running water under the bridge sings the hymn of spring, when the Wu Peng boat paddles alone to send the thoughts to the shore;
When the lingering rain wets the green inspiration, when the oil-paper umbrella sighs lonely in the depths of the alley;
I arrived in fragrance all the way quietly in the boat of the years, smiling all the way, went to the end of the deep lane and asked who the lilacs were blooming for, and explored the green, fat, red and thin in the courtyard of Jiangnan last night.
The propped-up oil-paper umbrella can't cover the pear flower with rain, and how can tears like rain curtains stop the sadness when it hurts spring?
Now, youth has put away the kite of childhood, closed the diary of teenagers, faded the shadows and thoughts, but put a heavy responsibility on my young shoulders.
So, can I still find poetic colors?
Spring water in summer can't sleep, and cicadas in winter can't sing;
Rice fields do not brew in spring, and branches do not frolic in autumn;
Life is so dull; Nature has always been so monotonous; Thought is always so regular; The mood is like Chen Feng's old wine.
Four,
You're only young once, and you can't start over. Therefore, I want to forgive everything and subvert the whole world wisely. I envy their youth and have no regrets. I envy their youth, being accompanied by good friends and full of vigor.
How I want to continue to write my song of youth and make it bloom like a flower.
However, I want to go back to my thoughts.
Our youth is destined to be accompanied by books and dull. Whose youth can be as delicious and full of laughter as Dong Bang Six? The answer is definitely impossible.
/kloc-the sky of 0/8 years old is made of books and built by the nagging sound around parents. They have no capital and energy to think about it. This is my youth.
The reason why a novel is a novel is that it is fictional and is the strongest desire in people's hearts. It's a novel because it can't be staged out of reality. Throw yourself into the novel and come back to see the real world. How beautiful the world in the novel is, and a strong feeling surrounds me for a long time. However, we still have to accept the reality and accept the lifestyle we don't like.
As a result, youth slipped away from us quietly.
Ask yourself, even if you are free, you may not really have no regrets. Instead, it is accompanied by regret.
I want to continue to write my song of youth, so I can only write with a pen.
I want my youth to be full of bullets, and I want to chase my dreams! Report any complaints! If you are in trouble, do it! One fight, one fight!
But everything is an illusion.
So I can only be here, facing the blue screen. Write down my wishes.
Five,
Spring has arrived, experienced wind, frost, rain and snow, and the bare branches have grown green leaves. That touch of bright green is full of vitality, and there are few expectations and hopes hidden in our hearts. Just like us, we have enviable youth.
Youth, a mysterious door, is immature and naive on one side and mature and steady on the other. We just opened the door, curious and happy.
Gorky said: cherish your youth! Nothing in the world is better than youth, and nothing is more precious than youth! Yes, youth is priceless and a turning point in our lives. Youth is a dream, passion and happiness. Youth is the sun, full of enthusiasm and high spirits.
On the road of youth, we sow the seeds of hope. On the road of youth, we love and respect each other. On the road of youth, we strive towards our own goals. Youth is full of contradictions, but let us learn to be considerate. Youth is full of setbacks, but let us learn to be strong.
Youth, an era full of individuality and publicity, youth, an era full of friendship and care, youth, an era full of wisdom and strength. Youth, love fantasy, love freedom, love exploration, love happiness.
Youth always has infinite hope, and youth is accompanied by tears and laughter.
Youth is like a cup of tea, bitter with sweet; Youth is like a book, with endless stories and philosophies; Youth is like a song, singing joy and sadness. Let us sing aloud, sing the mystery and preciousness of youth, let us embark on the journey of youth and experience the beauty and flying of youth!
Six,
Life is a multiplication problem. After calculation, there are 20,000 to 30,000 fresh days. This is a life curve, and the other curve is identity, status, money and so on. When these two curves intersect, there will be zero in the life account book, and zero multiplied by any number equals zero. This is true and cruel.
Life is another addition problem. However, fame and money are pushing people to do this addition problem, just like an eight-year struggle for money and profit. However, one night, his nerve was broken due to a cerebral hemorrhage and he became a "smile". Although he won the money, he paid 40 years in advance in 8 years, and wealth made him do this arithmetic problem wrong. As the saying goes, yesterday is a cheque for expenditure, tomorrow is an unissued bond, and only today is cash. Only by grasping today can you decorate your life beautifully.
Countless lives in the world are creating everything, but the meeting of two people is both accidental and miraculous. Can't be satisfied. One person is telling, waiting, and the other is listening, enjoying and expecting. This is the deepest source of love and the ultimate destination of fate.
Life needs ideals, the flowers in spring are bright and beautiful, and ideals are the desire to bloom; In summer, the branches and leaves are swaying, and the ideal is a vibrant yearning; Autumn rice is golden and dazzling, and the ideal is waiting; It snows all over the sky in winter, and the ideal is a warm flame. With ideals, life is full of vigor and vitality, because it is always young.
Composition on the Song of Spring 9 Spring has come, everything wakes up, beautiful flowers bloom, the grassland is full of green eyes, and nature welcomes the arrival of the spring god. On Saturday, my mother took my brother and me to the park to ride bicycles.
The red and yellow flowers in the park attract many butterflies. We rode to the playground and saw many children, some playing on the slide, some swinging and some playing on the horizontal bar! The playground was full of laughter, and my brother and I had a good time.
Then we rode to the Stone Park, where there were many stones of various shapes and sizes. My brother and I climbed up and down in the stone park. My mother said we were two naughty little monkeys.
Soon after, we went home by bike. When we got home, I thought: spring is really a good season, with colorful flowers and tall trees; Spring in this season is really intoxicating.
The composition about the song of spring 10 breezy, birds excitedly shuttling between trees, bare branches grow green shoots. In which season will such beautiful scenery appear? You must know.
Yes, it's spring. I like spring. She is like a beautiful fairy, casting mysterious magic everywhere, so that birds that disappear because of winter appear generously in spring. Let trees that lose their leaves in winter sprout new buds in spring. Swarms of butterflies and bees are dancing among colorful flowers, and even the fish in the river can't hide their joy and swim happily in the gurgling water.
Spring is full of endless fun and charm. Although it is only a few short months, it can bring me countless happiness. Spring is coming, I can run on the soft grass and enjoy the warm embrace of the sun; Spring has come, I can associate with insects and play hide-and-seek with them in nature, so I am happy; Spring is coming, I can sit on the vast grassland with my good friends, and at a glance, countless flowers and plants come into view.
Spring makes me feel extremely comfortable, the cool wind blows on my face, and the pain all over my body disappears immediately. The annoying troubles will naturally disappear. Spring breeze is very special, just like perfume. Every time I pass by, there will be a faint fragrance of flowers, which makes me feel that I am in a garden full of flowers.
I think spring is like a gentle mother. Her gentleness can make a lonely little boy summon up courage, and it can also make the insensitive bad guys cry. This shows that spring really has magical power. In spring, many people wear green clothes for an outing, and I am no exception. Flowers all over the mountains attract people's attention, and even a small dew, which is usually inconspicuous, is particularly dazzling under the magic of spring. Whether it is a small flower or a small butterfly, as long as they set foot on the stage of spring, they can all become the best male and female protagonists.
It changes all year round, and each season has its own beautiful scenery and unique customs. Although the other three seasons are not bad, only the sunshine and breeze in spring attract me. Therefore, among the Four Seasons Elves, I still like the special customs of the Spring Elves best.