Fifty words in the diary of Springfield.

Spring has come and the swallows have come back from the south. It is covered with bright black feathers, with a pair of handsome and light wings, pecking at branches in the sky, ready to go home and rebuild its nest. I seem to hear it saying, "I can move to a new home again." I am so happy! " "

The willows spit out green buds. I came to the river and saw the vibrant river bank. In summer, people can lean on it to enjoy the cool. How happy this is! I heard the stream "Ding Dong Ding Dong" singing a cheerful song. I asked, "Stream, stream, where are you going?" The stream said, "I want to flow into the river." On the way, I can nourish the fields and wet the land ... I can make some contributions to people. I am very happy! " "