Recite the opening remarks about the spring text in the second grade of primary school

Spring is like an alarm clock, awakening the sleeping grass and adding a color to nature. Spring is like a painting, which collects the colors of nature and makes flowers bloom in the painting. Spring is like a magician, turning into a flying bird and giving it to the sky as a gift. Spring is like a little girl, smiling and walking. Spring is like an industrious gardener, who takes good care of flowers and plants and makes them thrive. Wave your brushes and dress up all over the country. Spring is like a painter, making the earth colorful and full of vitality. Spring is like a writer, and his articles are full of poetry and painting, which is memorable. ...

The river, which has been sealed for a winter, began to rush and flow happily again. In spring, the grass just sticking its head out will dance with it in the spring breeze. Beautiful and bright peach blossoms are blooming, and the peach blossoms on the branches are brighter every day. When the early-blooming peach blossoms wither, they float gently in the air and swirl on the river. The sound of water is getting louder every day. How much she wants to flow into fields and wheat fields and contribute herself. Dance happily in the spring breeze. At this time, Shuibo also came to watch the fun. It flows freely on both sides of the wave, then flows to the front of the wave, and accidentally falls behind, as if in a race. Winter passed, Miss Chun came, the ice on the river melted and the river began to flow. The fish in the river also poked their heads out, jumping on the water, and sticking their heads out from time to time to spit a few bubbles.

Miss Chun came to the river. She laid a furry green carpet on the bare river bank. In the middle of the green carpet, there are some flowers that are about to bloom, like a baby's outstretched hand, greeting us. Rows of willows on both sides of the river bank have sprouted green branches. Sister Liu danced with long branches and floated into the river, as if shaking hands with small fish! Some cuckoos and magpies are jumping on the branches, singing crisp and tactful songs. There are some pine trees next to Sister Liu, and all the fruits on them are gone. Maybe the little squirrel picked it in winter!

On the shore, the children put their beloved kites in the sky, and the sky appeared immediately.