After winter, spring comes. It’s so inspiring to go outside and listen to the sounds of spring. Listen to the sound of falling snow. It is the dance of spring snow, falling softly on the warm earth. I no longer sleep for a long time, but wake up after only sleeping for one morning. The sound of spring fell on the branches, and some birds began to sing. Although the sound was shivering, it was also gentle and ethereal. The stream in the upper reaches splashes white debris on the wide river bed, caressing the smooth pebbles, playing a fresh chord. The small river flowed silently, and my heart was full of joy. There was no longer any cold freeze. I waved to the earth and ran freely into the distance.
The sound of spring is the sound of grass waking up. I don’t know when the green buds have flashed in the withered grass, like dots of green stars dotting the riverside park; the sound of spring is the sound of winter bamboo shoots breaking through the ground. Sound, each thick bamboo shoot broke through the layers of obstacles and began to reach the ground. After many excavations, it still showed human beings its tenacious vitality, the power to welcome spring regardless of everything; the sound of spring is endless. The sound of drizzle falling on my body cannot be seen but can be felt. Listen with your heart. They create ripples in the depths of your soul. I hear the voice of joy echoing in my heart, calling me to work hard; the sound of spring is the sound of flowers. The sound of flowers blooming secretly welcomes spring, and suddenly shows its beauty boldly. Overnight, in the cold wind, the flowers that have announced the year have come again; the sound of spring is the sound of the gentle breeze blowing, making people feel warm. People are moved and hold up the kite in the child's hand. It dances in the sky, blowing over the treetops, over the hills, across the city sky, and the earth is warm.
I like to listen to the voice of spring the most. Its clear voice and confident voice come from the children's mouths, telling me that they are full of hope in the New Year. Quietly make a wish in every child's heart: Keep working hard and strive for excellent results in the new year! Write down the voice in your heart on a clean piece of paper: Be self-reliant, be self-reliant, and be a person who can stand upright! Make a promise loudly: I will work hard! The smiles rippling on their faces are the brilliance of the spring sunshine and the confidence of racing against spring.
The beautiful sounds come from the campus in the morning, and the sound of books is like an exciting morning song, making countless hearts beat together with spring. Spring comes early again, the peach blossoms smile, the willow branches bend with laughter, the river wrinkles with laughter, and the students smile with the light of wisdom.
Listen, the sound of the book is the New Year's abacus. Every time you turn the book, a bead is set on the New Year's abacus. Listen, the loud and clear national anthem is the eternal voice of spring in our hearts.
Listen, we sing the most beautiful spring song under the team flag.
Listen, our oaths, together with the dove whistle, are constantly loud and clear in the blue sky.
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