1. When the spring breeze blows, the first bird song comes from the other side of the woods, clear and loud. It's the sound of spring, the green trembling sound, which startled my steps and made the first drop of dew fall, splashing on the forehead of the soil, making me panic.
2. The spring wind is as gentle as cotton wool, blowing across the river in front of my house.
3. The spring breeze representing justice is flying everywhere, transforming into justice. The catkins of the weeping willows move with the wind and bend around the pond to sing with it. Isn't this a scene and a charming scenery described by "jasper made up as high as a tree, with thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down"? Its creator is the charming spring breeze, the spring breeze that looks like scissors in February. When the spring breeze rests on the grassland, everything seems to be brand new. Green is all over the grassland, full of vitality, so exciting. I believe that places with spring breeze are always so beautiful.
4. "The willow wind does not blow cold on your face", not bad, it feels like a mother's hand caressing you. The wind brings the smell of newly turned soil, mixed with the smell of green grass, and the fragrance of various flowers, all brewing in the slightly moist air. There is no wind more beautiful than the spring breeze. If you add a little more strength, it will be too violent; if you add a little more chill, it will be too biting; if you add a little more gentleness, it will be too itchy!
5. Spring is a symbol of beauty. Among them, the charming warmth and genial spring breeze make my heart move the most. Under the blowing of the spring breeze, the ice and snow melt, the flowers bloom, and the greenery spreads like this. His selfless spirit that brings warmth to people is so rare. It is precisely because of his various things that people are willing to praise it. I love you, charming spring, charming spring breeze!
6. The spring breeze makes the earth full of glory. She is the horn of progress and the beginning of happiness. "The plan for a year lies in spring." The spring breeze brings new harvests to people.
7. The spring breeze is coming. Although it seems a little late, it still touches the earth with her warm hands.
8. Although the spring breeze is gentle, it sometimes loses its temper. A strong wind blew, mixed with dust, and blew the dead leaves and plastic bags on the ground into the air. The whole earth became gray and dust swirled in the air.
9. The spring breeze is warm and wonderful. "The willow wind does not chill my face", yes, she caressed my face like a mother's hand, warm and soft, and the wind also carried some earthy smell, mixed with the smell of grass, and various... The fragrance of wild flowers was brewing in the slightly moist air. I breathed in the fresh air greedily.
10. The gentle spring breeze brings coolness and a rare peace of mind. But spring has slipped away unknowingly, and now I can only reminisce about it. When I came back sweating profusely from playing ball, the spring breeze used soft hands or silk scarves to wipe away my sweat; she also filtered out the vanity that troubled me every day, and brought me a temporary and beautiful Buddha mind. What's even more interesting is that the spring breeze always makes my nose itchy, causing me to sneeze once and then take a deep breath.
11. The warm spring breeze melted the remaining snow, turned the branches green, made the sky blue, and made the river smile.
12. The spring breeze blows wantonly, and the willow tree will be no matter how troublesome it is. She always has a graceful beauty that makes people deeply intoxicated. Playing, as long as she doesn't feel tired, she will never go home.
13. The spring breeze always gives people a gentle feeling. It blows on your face and feels very comfortable!
14. The spring breeze is like a naughty child, "lightly gathering, slowly twisting, wiping and picking up" my long shawl hair. What is flying up is not just strands of silk-like green silk, And my mood is filled with happiness and flows like music.
15. The delicate spring breeze wakes up the willow trees by the river. The young willow buds, small and tender, emerge one by one from the paper; the warm spring breeze wakes up the willow trees by the river. It lingered in the mountains; the soft spring breeze blew off the coat of the spring bamboo shoots, and the pointed spring bamboo shoots poked out their pointed, furry little heads. They opened their hazy sleepy eyes and looked curiously at the strange world outside. .
16. In spring, everything is so beautiful. Although it is still a little cold, the spring breeze is no longer as harsh as the winter wind. It is a gentle, cool wind.
17. The cold spring breeze blows away the biting frost and snow throughout the winter. The weak flower branches try their best to absorb the breath of the world, ready to break through the soil burial at any time one night, just like a butterfly breaking out of its cocoon. , eager to embrace the temperature of the sun.
18. In the season of spring breeze, nestling in the embrace of nature, wandering in the poetic and picturesque scenery of splash-ink landscapes, it is so free and easy, so free and unrestrained. The caress of the spring breeze makes "the wild flowers gradually become enchanting, and Asakusa has no horse's hooves", and makes "the spring tide brings rain in a hurry." The spring rain is falling, and under the invitation of the spring breeze, I also come to participate in this grand spring banquet. As a result, the spring rain, accompanied by the wind girl, fell into the sky like a meteor, playing a beautiful melody, and the smart notes floated in the wind.
19. The spring breeze is not as cool as the autumn breeze, not as sultry as the summer breeze, and not as cold as the east wind. The spring breeze is soft and brings a hint of warmth. I like the feeling that the spring breeze brings to us. The earth is more green and full of vitality. I love the spring breeze.
20. Overnight, the spring breeze came. Suddenly, they came rolling in from the green grassland and vast desert outside the Great Wall.
From outside the pass, they rushed over the mountains, over the mountain ridges, inserted into the ravines, and irrigated the mountain passes. They whined and blew the trumpets, roared, flew sand and rocks, and fluttered on the windows, and pounced on people's faces, like countless needle pricks.
21. When the spring breeze blows, the grass blows softly on the trouser legs, and the breath of spring is so real and close to the skin. There are dewdrops lingering on the leaves, falling on the tips of the leaves and refusing to fall.
22. The willow leaves swept by the spring breeze are graceful and come in various shapes. I asked Chunfeng: "Chunfeng, why can you make the willow leaves deformed?" She said, "Because I am a barber, helping the willow tree to make a new hairstyle." There is a saying: I don't know who cuts the thin leaves. In February The spring breeze is like scissors.
23. The warm spring breeze was blowing leisurely, like a gentle hand stroking her hair and face.
24. The spring breeze blew on the grass, and Brother Xiaocao nodded. Thank you spring breeze for giving us new life. The spring breeze blew in the small river, and Sister Xiaohe was very happy. Thank you spring breeze for giving us a new melody. The spring breeze blows in the grove, and the big tree guards smile. Thanks to the spring breeze - it gives us new vitality. The spring breeze blows on the earth, and Grandpa Earth happily thanks the spring breeze for giving us a new look. Spring breeze, spring breeze, I love you, just like a mouse loves rice. Everyone smiles when they see you, you make the world more beautiful!
25. As winter passes and spring comes, the spring breeze brings people a full sense of spring and a warm life. Therefore, since ancient times, poets have had a special liking for the spring breeze and have chanted it time and time again with their wonderful pen of blooming flowers. In the writings of ancient Chinese poets, the spring breeze is full of spring spirit and colorful.
26. The spring breeze blows in the face, making people feel relaxed and happy. Spring is here and everything is coming back to life. Spring is here and animals are waking up. Spring is here, the spring breeze has replaced the cold west wind, and I am in a great mood.
27. When the spring breeze blows warmly, the soul of love is like those seeds that broke the ground, lively and ready to sprout. Some people say that spring is a season of love. On nights when the spring breeze is intoxicating, there are waves of love songs and love.
28. On the way home from school at noon, the spring breeze seemed to have discovered me. It was playing hide and seek with me. It got into my clothes and made me itchy all over. It felt very comfortable when it blew on my face. . But the warm spring breeze blows here and there, blowing away all the fatigue from my body, just like my mother's hand caressing my head, blowing away the sleepiness of studying. Thank you, comfortable spring breeze.
29. Of course, the spring breeze has a lasting impulse. Everything is moving towards the spring, looking for hope. Leisurely in the spring night, you will think about what you will think about, see what you will do, and what you will do. There is only a string of question marks hanging over my head. I don’t know, headless and disorderly, who can remind me, and I have a hundred thousand desires for the spring breeze. At this time, how can you mention one ten thousandth, without being bored, and indulge in all the boundless, irregular and invisible fantasies, and just throw your eyebrows at whatever you can fantasize about.
30. The spring breeze is gentle. She was like a beautiful girl, playing around in the vast land. She came to the willow tree and helped the willow girl comb her beautiful hair. She comes to people and blows on people's faces, which is cool and warm. The spring breeze is like a mother's hand touching a child's face, which is warm and comfortable.
31. Wear a floral skirt, point your toes, and look for the spring breeze that belongs to me. Approaching the willow, the willow leaves swayed gently, and I knew that this spring breeze did not belong to me. When I came to the bank of the stream, the stream was tinkling and singing, and I knew that this spring breeze did not belong to me either.
32. The spring breeze is alive. If you don’t believe it, look, the bamboo shoots were awakened by the wind girl. They broke through the soil moistened by the spring rain and poked out their pointed little heads one by one. They were wearing light green coats and looked like tender dolls. They Facing the spring breeze, laughing in the sunshine, growing in the spring rain.
33. The spring breeze is sometimes cold, sometimes gentle, and sometimes naughty. It seems that not only talents have emotions, but everything in the world has emotions. Chunfeng shows his most beautiful side through his unique way of expression.
34. The spring breeze travels north and south like a magical paintbrush, passing through mountains, rivers and cities, adding bright colors to all living things and urban life.
35. Suddenly, it was midnight in early summer. The wind passed through the neon lights outside the window, passed through the purple curtains, passed through my curled body, penetrated my heart, and blew the love that was glued together with tears in my dream to the bedside, shattering beyond measure. Recover. The wind, however, hugged me tightly, the long-lost feeling of being hugged, which made me addicted, intoxicated and infatuated, and I didn’t want to see the love scattered under the bed. The desire of my body was ignited by the wind at this moment. .
36. The spring breeze blows, blows, blowing green all over the country. Her presence is everywhere, her traces are everywhere.
37. The warm spring breeze caresses the earth, like a loving mother caressing the child's cheek. The spring breeze brings us the breath of spring. Spring is different from the enthusiasm of summer, the sadness of autumn, and the vicissitudes of winter. The warmth of spring attracts everyone to join.
38. The spring breeze is yellow. If you don’t believe it, ask the rape flowers. The rape flowers will nod in the wind, yes, yes. The spring breeze is red. If you don’t believe me, ask Rose. Rose in the wind will nod, yes, yes. The spring breeze is pink. If you don’t believe it, ask the apricot blossoms. The apricot blossoms will nod in the wind, yes, yes. The spring breeze is colorful and is blowing the earth beautifully!
39. The spring breeze at noon is so gentle.
Walking beside the road, the wind gently caressed my face. They penetrated along my sleeves and collar into my clothes, like a fluffy little rabbit getting in, itching, she seemed Playing games with me. The spring breeze is also so naughty, like a child who wants to find someone to keep her company, and keeps playing hide and seek with me. The willow branches on the roadside have just sprouted a little green buds. Under the guidance of the spring breeze, she dances her graceful figure, like a slim girl, dancing happily in the spring breeze. It is really intoxicating.
40. Although the spring breeze in the morning is not as biting as the east wind, it is very cold. When I opened the window, the wind blew "huh-huh-huh", blowing up the curtains and hair, as if taunting me proudly: "Catch me quickly! Catch me quickly! You can't catch me." Come on! Hee hee! "She seems to be trying to annoy me. Does she know that I have a bad temper? If that's the case, then I won't be fooled by her. She saw that I was indifferent, so she blew harder. It seemed that she would not stop until she achieved her goal!
41. The spring breeze is like a comfortable cradle, warm and comfortable. As soon as people touch it, they feel that they have happiness, no worries, and their hearts are solid and stable. People rush towards the spring breeze and unknowingly remember that tomorrow the swallows will return in droves, and perhaps thousands of pear blossoms will bloom tonight... Maybe this cannot be realized, but people are not in a hurry, because With such a warm spring breeze, everything will be fine.
42. The spring breeze is so ordinary and so important. Spring will never lose her, because she is the editor of dreams. Without the existence of the spring breeze, there would be no touching stories of spring. Spring is the season of longing. I put my happiness and sorrow in the colorful clouds of the blue sky and ask the spring breeze to quietly convey it to you, teacher.
43. The warm spring breeze wakes up the earth, blows into our hearts, blows onto the big trees, on the lawns, under the walls... and blows into the parks, schools, and streets... All of this reminds us: Sister Chun has brought the dazzling spring.
44. I discovered that the spring breeze blows, blowing green willow trees, blowing red peach blossoms, blowing yellow rape blossoms, blowing the earth so happy, blowing spring so beautiful, blowing the children so happy, the world The little animals said that the spring breeze is so good and spring is so beautiful.
45. Walking in the spring breeze, enjoying the beauty of spring, everything is so beautiful.
46. Naughty Spring Breeze Doll This morning, as soon as I opened my eyes, I heard the knocking sound of "Dong! Dong! Dong!". When I opened the door, I saw that it was the naughty Spring Breeze Doll. She lifted up my clothes; flipped through my beloved books; blew away my homework; and knocked over my chess pieces.
47. In the fields, in the woods, on the lake, the spring breeze blows, showing a vibrant scene everywhere.
48. The flowers blown by the spring breeze are colorful and purple. I asked Chunfeng: "Spring breeze, why can you make the flowers change color?" She said: "Because I am a great painter, and I can paint the flowers more beautifully and delicately." It's true: the human face doesn't know where to go, but the peach blossoms still smile. spring breeze.
49. The same is true for the spring breeze: the spring breeze is different from the heat of the summer wind. No matter how you fan it, it cannot remove the heat; the spring breeze is different from the sadness of the autumn wind, with the clanking sound and dead leaves flying; the spring breeze is different from the winter wind. It was bone-chilling and cold, searching for the pitiful warmth, making everyone shiver when touched. The spring breeze is gentle and graceful, like an artist, playing a wonderful symphony of spring.
50. The spring breeze carries a moist breath, gently blowing through the treetops and across the fields.
51. The warm spring breeze blows slightly, caressing the earth, like a kind mother giving birth to her children. Spring, although not as warm as summer; the sadness of autumn; the vicissitudes of winter! But she brings endless joy to people! The spring breeze and spring are good sisters, and there is not much difference in their personality traits: the spring breeze does not have the heat that cannot be blown away like summer; it does not have the sadness like autumn; it does not have the coldness like winter. The gentleness and grace of the spring breeze are like a musician composing the earth.
52. The spring breeze blows away all attachment to winter; the spring breeze gently wakes everything from sleep; the spring breeze makes everything in the world start new efforts; the spring breeze blows away those who are confused and confused. Understand the truth; the spring breeze lets me savor my mother's stories one by one.
53. When the spring breeze blows, an unknown flower next to you stares at everything. Look at me with the grass and sunshine.
54. The spring breeze narrates the lingering and pathos whispers. "I don't know who cuts the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors." The slender willow leaves, with their clear veins, are indeed the work of the spring breeze. "The spring breeze turns green on the south bank of the Yangtze River. When will the bright moon shine on me?" When the spring breeze blows green on the south bank of the Yangtze River, when will you become a messenger again, conveying the homesickness of wanderers. Spring breeze, why don't you cross Yumen Pass and swirl in the sound of Qiang flute. The peach blossoms are still there, welcoming the spring breeze with a bright smile, and blooming with their beauty like flowers.
55. The spring breeze is not as fierce as summer, not as rustling as autumn, and not as biting as winter. The soft wind gently caress the face and blows gently by the ears, carrying the sweetness of flowers and the fragrance of earth, so gentle, so lovely, and unforgettable.
56. In dawn spring, when you wake up in the morning, the wind is happy and beautiful.
How wonderful is the song "Ode to the Willow" written by He Zhizhang: The tree is made up of green makeup and is as tall as a tree, with thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down. I don’t know who cuts out the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. Although this poem praises spring, it also praises the spring wind that cuts the willow leaves so beautifully. Look, the branches of the willow tree are so long, and the slender waist is decorated by the spring breeze.
57. The spring breeze is like a pair of skillful scissors, cutting out a fresh green in the mountains and rivers; it is also like a skilled painter, painting the earth in a variety of colors.
58. The spring breeze is the same as people. We all have the same hometown - the earth. The spring breeze brings hope to people, enlightens people about life, and allows people to accept an unprecedented warmth. It is like a poem, interpreting the poetry of life, full of passionate passion. When the flowers are blooming quietly, a spring breeze blows, making them fragrant. The air is filled with the fragrance of flowers, exuding a charming taste. All kinds of flowers bloom quietly after the spring breeze blows, a picture The beautiful and charming pictures are displayed in nature, and the breeze blows, and the feeling is wonderful, so beautiful, so cool, so refreshing.
59. Look, the spring breeze is coming with colorful auspicious clouds, exuding a refreshing fragrance. She turned into a delicate grass bud and emerged from the solid earth; she turned into a wild goose returning from the north and flew back from the distant sky; she turned into a silk scarf on a girl's body and emerged from the bustling crowd. Come and go - the warm spring breeze is the messenger of spring. Look, she flew over the mountains and rivers, leaving behind traces of green, passing over the earth, leaving behind bursts of refreshment, drifting across the green fields, leaving behind little bits of emerald light.
60. As time goes by, more and more of that love becomes incomplete, and many fragments have faded away with the erosion of time without any trace. Therefore, dreams have become the only place where I can place my love, because only in dreams can that love be complete.
61. "The willow wind does not blow cold on your face" is good, like a mother's hand caressing you. The wind brought the smell of newly turned soil, mixed with the smell of green grass, and the fragrance of various flowers, all brewing in the slightly moist air.
62. In the early morning, when the sun breaks free from the shackles of the horizon and jumps up, the first ray of sunlight envelopes you and me. The love that had dried up tears once again fell into pieces on the bed. Therefore, I like rainy days, the humidity can make love not so completely broken in the morning.
63. The spring breeze blew the sun’s face even redder. At this time, the spring rain fell in clear patter, like cow hair, like flower needles, like silk, densely woven diagonally, falling to the earth like strands of silk. It is difficult to find it with your eyes, you have to feel it with your heart...
64. The spring breeze is like a cleaning worker, sweeping away the dust with a magic broom and decorating the city beautifully and cleanly.
65. The warm spring breeze is like a mother's hand, gently caressing the little girl's face.
66. The night when the spring breeze blows has no big appearance. The darkness has not faded. There are still a few scattered stars rehearsing in the black sky. The old one is really annoying, but it feels more comfortable than the black sky. After all, there is the beauty of the spring breeze, and I am here. Uninformed people don't feel wronged if they are deceived. Not many people see this. It’s rare! Just such an opportunity, satisfaction comes from satisfaction, appreciation comes from appreciation, the beautiful scenery only appears here once. If you love it, you can enjoy it, but if you don’t love it, you can also watch it.
67. The spring breeze in February, during the day, is warm and a little moist, blowing on the face, but it smells a bit like cotton wool blowing on the face; but at night, Especially late at night, the sharp force is really a bit like scissors. The night wind was blowing in the river beach, and the willow trees on the beach were vigorously dancing their tender and oily branches as if they were drunk.
68. Spring breeze - the messenger of spring. She was filled with deep feelings and came quietly to the world. She ran so briskly that she brought warm sunshine, made the frozen river laugh, awakened the hibernating creatures, turned the earth green, and bloomed all kinds of flowers...< /p>
69. Huhu-huhu, the spring breeze blows to the fields, and the frogs croak. Whoosh whoosh, the spring breeze blows to the earth, and the grass becomes greener. Whispering, the spring breeze blows to the hillside, and the peach blossoms bloom. Huhu-huhu, the spring breeze blows to the street, and the people on the street are even happier.
70. It is the spring breeze of March that is fluttering and unrestrained. It is the spring breeze of March that is refreshing and magnanimous. It is the spring breeze of March that sows hope and awakens life, painting a colorful picture. The spring breeze in March is like a passionate girl, and the spring breeze in March is like the spirit of creation.
71. The little bird came back from moving in the south and circled around the big tree. The little rabbit took off his fur coat and put on cool spring clothes and ran on the lawn. The children changed After putting on his sweater and trousers, he smiled happily. A little boy fell down. When the spring breeze saw it, he wanted to help him, but before the spring breeze passed, he got up and continued running with his friends in the spring fields. The whole earth The bustling scene of the past has been restored.
72. The spring breeze blows to the water surface, and the water surface reveals its smile lines. The spring breeze blows to the earth, and the earth puts on a new green dress. The spring breeze blows to the willows, and the willows dance with light steps. The spring breeze blows to the willows. It blew towards me, and all my sadness and sadness were taken away by it.
73. The spring breeze brings warmth to people and beauty to the earth. The spring breeze is so gentle.
Under the sun, the spring breeze blows on the faces of all things in the world, soft and lovely, forming a beautiful picture of the earth. The spring breeze is like our friend, staying with us all day long.
74. The spring breeze blows against my face, reminding me that "spring is the season of the year." Spring brings people a new year, new hope, and new goals in life...
75. With the spring breeze, there is the season of flying kites. The kite flying in the sky made me seem to be back to my carefree childhood, and then I remembered a poem I had memorized when I was a child. I had long forgotten the name of the poem, but I only remembered that the poem was written like this: Grass The long orioles are flying in the February sky, and the willows are blowing on the embankments intoxicated by the spring smoke. Children come back early from school and are busy taking advantage of the east wind to fly kites. What a beautiful artistic conception. I was completely intoxicated with the joy of flying a kite, and at the same time, my dreams were also flying!
76. The spring breeze blows, gently blowing the earth. The grass has sprouted buds; the willow trees have flowing hair; the river stirs up waves... The spring breeze is warm and wonderful. "The willow wind does not chill my face." Yes, she caressed my face like a mother's hand. It was warm and soft. There was also some earthy smell in the wind, mixed with the smell of green grass, and various... The fragrance of wild flowers was brewing in the slightly moist air. I breathed in the fresh air greedily.
77. Nature told me: the spring breeze is like the rising green smoke and the frivolous red flag; the spring breeze is like the leaves swaying slowly and the wicker swinging; the spring breeze is like the flowers bowing their heads and smiling, and the grass. The way you look around; the spring breeze is like the ripples on the lake and the blue waves of the river... Ah, the spring breeze, it is like the way a girl's hair is fluttering!
78. Spring comes quietly and will leave hastily. Cut out a ray of sunshine, cut out a piece of spring breeze, take a pillow of sadness in the pattering of spring rain, and count the time in the pink and white plums... I just hope that in such a beautiful season, there will always be such a touch, a kind of Warmth, or a hint of melancholy, a kind of expectation can park in my increasingly tired and pale heart, and accompany me to grow old together...
79. The spring breeze is warm, and the bright spring light shines All things on the earth are full of vitality, forming a beautiful landscape picture.
80. She is so gentle, like a mother's hand stroking my face. The spring breeze ripples the river water, wakes up the grass, turns the willow buds green, and brings in lively and clever little swallows. Under the blowing of the spring breeze, there is a layer of slight ripples on the blue brocade-like river surface, like the little girl's watery, blue eyes...
81. The eyes tell me : The spring breeze is green, it blows green willow branches, leaves, grass, and rice fields; the spring breeze is red, it blows peach blossoms, apricot blossoms, and apricot blossoms red. camellia. The spring breeze, she is colorful, she blows away the childlike flowers in our hearts!
82. The spring breeze turns into rain, and the spring rain plays with the wind. They were playing and laughing, unknowingly cleansing their dirty hearts. At the same time, the seeds of purity are scattered to the earth, so that the innocent childlike innocence can blossom and bear fruit in the world.
83. The spring breeze is like an ingenious girl, using her deft hands to dye the willow branches green, the peach and apricot branches red, and the clusters of winter jasmine yellow.
84. Who has heard the sound of the spring breeze blowing? Maybe, no one has heard it! Because the sound of spring breeze is very strong and light; but you can find her figure in nature. After the cold winter, she tried her best to come to the earth and revive all things. She woke up the grass, which straightened its back; she woke up the flowers, and the flowers bloomed with smiles. She blew up the spring water, which flowed gurglingly; she also blew up the little bird, which sang happily. Where is the voice of the spring breeze? In the smiling faces of flowers, in the flow of springs, and in the songs of birds. The sound of the spring breeze is like a beautiful song, like a beautiful poem, like a beautiful painting.
85. The most lovely of the four seasons’ winds is the warm spring breeze. The spring breeze touches the earth like a loving mother's hand, and the grass is dancing in the spring breeze, which is very beautiful; the small animals are also made comfortable by the spring breeze; the farmers begin to sow seeds under the spring breeze and work for a beautiful harvest in the future.
86. If there is no spring breeze, spring will lose half of its charm.