Spring is like a huge, silent pipe that makes everything smoke. It can be seen that curious children are full of the impulse to grow up. If they put their pure ears close to the tips of rejuvenated grass, they can hear the heartbeat of seeds and the sound of bud growth. The mighty wind unfurled the banner of spring and swept away the stagnation, depression and cold breath peculiar to the long and slow winter. Last year, when I went to the countryside, I saw a cow with a long neck on the hillside and sang a love song that had been suppressed for a winter. The pear cake of the old farmer, shining with sunshine, is inserted in the awakened soil, and the sound of the rushing soil seems to contain a beautiful call, and everything is full of joy. I remember someone saying that when spring comes, steel will sprout!
I noticed the sunrise in spring, which is different from the sunrise in summer. That is the rise of low salary, just like a loving young man running out of the house and running on the way to an appointment. It is also different from the sunrise in autumn, both excited and tired, like a pregnant woman, full of thoughts, full of longing and happiness; More different from the sunrise in winter, pale and cold, like a wise man with a stick; The sunrise in spring, like the birth of a baby, is pure, sacred and fresh.
I have also observed sparrows in spring. They are "civilians" among birds. Their simplicity and liveliness are more vivid in spring. In spring, they are always chirping, at the same time, their necks are stiff, they gently pop out of the branches, and then they immediately open little wings and fly away. I don't know if the sparrow has an agreement with spring, but I saw the sparrow wake up tree after tree, apricot, peach, pear,,,. So I feel that sparrows are the most spiritual life in spring. At this moment, I heard the clang of the footsteps of the Spring Festival, I saw the melting of ice and snow in the distance, the touch of icebergs, and even I seemed to see the buds of early spring shaking the dazzling and bright sky like small fists. Let's roll up the arms of spring and work and study with high spirits.
There are wild flowers, the fragrance of grass and moss, happiness, happy shadows and clouds, and the boat is rocking in spring.
Spring, what a beautiful season. Although spring comes late in the north, everything smells of spring. In my eyes, Spring is a loving mother.
Look, that thin silk cloud was woven by my mother with her capable hands all night; That blue sky, she carefully printed and dyed; The newly grown grass was woven by her; How hard she tried to cut that bud!
It's very kind of Chunma. She weaves, sews and prints carefully with her dexterous hands ... She stayed up for countless nights to create such a beautiful spring. Her efforts are only because people love spring.
In my eyes, spring is a young girl.
She played the harp of spring with dexterous hands. The gentle voice beats the rhythmic drums; That kind of big and small voice should echo the voice of the tractor in the field; The slender voice is talking to the wheat seedlings that have just poked their heads out of the snow quilt; The crisp tinkling sound is like the singing sound of spring water; The rapid sound of the waves is urging the villagers to plow and sow!
Miss Chun, how clever she is. How much thought she put into playing a good song and how many times she practiced it. All she heard was praise.
Spring, in my eyes, is still a playful little sister.
You see, naughty Sister Chun will say hello to Grandpa Sun later, and the sun is getting warmer. After a while, I joked with the sapling, and the sapling sprouted; After a while, I talked to the seed, and the seed germinated; After a while, I went to play with the clouds, which turned into spring rain. ...
Although Sister Chun is naughty, she also contains love. Her deep love is only expressed in different ways.
Ah! Spring is more precious than gold! Ah! Spring brighter than silver!
Let's experience, feel and love this beautiful spring with our hearts.
Spring is the season when everything revives. Glaciers freeze, geese return, grass turns green, trees sprout, people gradually put on spring clothes, and the smile on their faces is spring ... everything is full of vitality and vitality. Spring is a green picture, a warm feeling and a pleasant mood. ...
Spring in my eyes is the teacher's encouragement. When the flowers and plants in my heart meet with "chilly spring", when I make slow progress, the teacher's encouragement is like clear water, which makes those flowers and plants stand upright and particularly energetic. The teacher's encouragement sounded the horn of progress, which made me take a big step into the distance. ...
Spring in my eyes is my mother's smiling face. When I met with setbacks and my confidence was buried in the thick snow and ice, that smiling face was like a ray of bright sunshine, which melted the snow and ice, making me smile proudly and forcefully with my recovered confidence. ...
Spring in my eyes is what my father told me. When I was at a loss, that exhortation was like a flash of lightning, which cut through the dark clouds and drove away the darkness, allowing me to see the lighthouse ahead again and move forward towards my goal. ...
Spring in my eyes is a friend's blessing. When I become a lonely goose, blessing is like the message of warm spring in the south, which makes me fly and catch up with my best friend. My heart is no longer lonely ...
In my eyes, spring is the green and vitality of nature, the "moist and silent" spring rain spread by teachers, the most beautiful flower in the family, and a pair of friendly hands extended to me by my partners.
In my eyes, spring is not red, yellow or blue, but colorful spring.
The girl in spring came, and she quietly came to us, with shady colors, warm spring breeze and colored diamonds.
Miss Chun swept the lawn and saw that Cao Er's brother had no color, so she gave the shade to Cao Er's brother. The grass suddenly stood up. It had just been washed by the spring rain and took off its old clothes! Teacher Chun was very excited when she saw it. She smiled and said to Xiaocao's younger brother, "Xiaocao will grow faster and faster, and it will definitely be taller than Xiaohua." The grass seems to have heard Miss Chun's words and straightened up, making it look taller.
Miss Chun came from the roadside, but she couldn't find Sister Hua. Then, Miss Chun suddenly threw colored diamond to the ground. The flowers scrambled to raise their heads, stretch and dress up. In the sunshine, Sister Hua was radiant and colorful.
Miss Chun came to the seaside again and saw the children doing big things. When Miss Chun saw it, she took a distressed look and gave them the cool spring breeze. The children feel a cool breeze blowing gently. While playing with the sand happily, he said, "Sister Chun, thank you for giving us the spring breeze."
Miss Chun waved happily and was busy going forward again. ...
Teacher Chun is selfless, because she gave everything to the earth and to mankind. Miss Chun is full of hope, because she makes everything in the world full of vitality. Teacher Chun is happy because she gives others happiness. Isn't it?
I don't like hot summer, crisp autumn season and snowy winter, but I like colorful spring, because I was born in this beautiful spring day in March.
In my eyes, spring is very beautiful. Look! Miss Chun is walking towards us at a brisk pace.
When Miss Chun came to the grass, she saw all the grass drooping and listless. Miss Chun danced beautifully on the grass, and the grass on the grass was refreshed immediately. They took off their yellow cotton-padded jackets and put on green sweaters. In the breeze, the grass swayed as if to say to Miss Chun, "Thank you, Miss Chun."
Miss Chun came to the garden again and saw the flowers bent down one by one. Miss Chun took out her wand and waved it in front of the flowers. The flowers straightened up as if to say, "Miss Chun, Miss Chun. Thank you, thank you! "
Miss Chun came to the zoo again. I saw small animals hiding in their own homes, afraid to come out. Miss Chun took out her flute and played it emotionally. When the little animals heard this, they all ran out to cheer and were happy for the music festival. After the girl finished playing, the animals clapped their hands as if to say to Miss Chun, "Miss Chun, you play really well! How well you performed! Let's play another song! Let's have another song! "
Miss Chun Yu came to the campus. After class, the children sat in the classroom and didn't come out to play. Miss Chun looked at it and waved her hand gently. The children all ran to the playground, kicking shuttlecock, playing football, skipping rope and jumping tendons. How happy they look!
I like spring very much. What about you?