The cold winter has passed. The spring breeze blows all over Yuan Ye, and the warm sunshine shines on the earth, awakening all things on the earth and bringing endless hope to the earth. Ah! Spring is coming!
"Blowing your face is not cold." The spring breeze is full of the breath of spring and brings the tenderness of spring. The grass was awakened by the spring breeze, quietly leaned out of its little head, stretched and looked at the new world curiously. In the spring breeze, the trees that have been sleeping for a winter are covered with green veils. Miss Chun took out a beautiful flower basket from behind and sprinkled many colorful flowers on the earth: bright red, brilliant yellow and flawless white.
Hazy silk rain, like cow hair, like a needle, like a thin thread. . . . . . Obliquely and densely woven, its wet rain bathes the grass and decorates the flowers with a few crystal pearls. Make fingernail-sized leaves greener. Because of the arrival of the spring rain, the earth has become more vibrant. Sister Liu is combing her freshly washed hair, and brother Xiaohe is happy that he can make a silvery sound again.
In this gentle spring, the breeze is rippling, which is a good time to fly a kite. The long centipede kite swings in the air, as lifelike as a real centipede. A beautiful little butterfly suddenly appeared in the sky, using its colorful wings as if to show its beauty. Gradually, there are more kites in the sky. Some kites are intertwined, some are playing hide-and-seek and some are whispering. Children are running and laughing in this kite world. . . . . .
I like leafy summer, fruity autumn, snowy winter, but I prefer spring when flowers are in full bloom.