Spring is like a happy little princess, riding the east wind. With a wave of his sleeve, he turned the earth into a colorful gauze dress. Look! The mountains in the distance are green. At the foot of the mountain, a clear river sings "the ballad of running water" and flows eastward happily. On the hillside, in the fields and in the gardens, the grass, which had been silent for a winter, happily opened its eyes, straightened its waist and put on new light green clothes under the call of the spring breeze. The flowers can't wait, they are all scrambling to open, and the colors are dazzling. Red as fire, white as snow, pink as chardonnay ... The refreshing fragrance attracted swarms of bees and butterflies to be busy among the flowers. "One year's plan lies in spring", farmers got off work early, and the sound of reading came from the school, and the children who were studying could not help themselves. Rolling on the grass, playing in the flowers, listening in the Woods, swaying gently in the spring breeze. In the vibrant spring, they are everywhere.
"Boom-"With a muffled thunder exploding, summer came. Compared with spring, everything in summer is so rough and warm. I don't want the continuous spring rain to last for three or two days. Summer rain has come and gone, and the raindrops as big as beans are not gentle. Slapping against the window is like nature playing a rock music. There is no new green in spring, and every grass and tree puts on mature dark green clothes and stands there like an iron man. What I feel is not the gentle and supple spring breeze, but the "impermanent wind" in summer, which is sometimes absent, sometimes big and sometimes small. In the field, the rice was covered with golden ears, which were heavy and bent the waist of the dried rice. At first glance, ah! What a spectacular "golden ocean", the golden rice waves are rolling. The farmer waved his sickle, bent over and sweated. Be happy no matter how tired you are. After cutting the rice, we should quickly sow the rice seedlings for the next season. They seem to have endless work and sweat in this hot season.
Just like that flying butterfly is a fallen leaf, autumn quietly comes to the world. The clouds in the sky almost disappeared without a trace, and occasionally, only a few pieces of tulle fluttered slowly. The sunshine in autumn is warm and quiet, and the sun in summer is like fire, shining on the earth, warm and soft. At this time, the geese moving south are flying south in a herringbone line. Do you want to look back? Maybe you miss the charming autumn scenery here! All the mountains are covered with gold, and every corner of the mountain is covered with a thick gold blanket. These are all masterpieces of autumn. A gust of autumn wind blew, and pieces of fallen leaves fell leisurely. It is drawing a beautiful arc with the last strength of its life. Sparse flowers scattered on the yellow grass, you probably feel sorry? Don't! Next year, they will be dressed in green and rejuvenated. In the field, the rice is ripe, and all kinds of melon seedlings also bear the fat fruit. In the orchard, persimmons turn red, golden oranges bend the branches, and there is a bumper harvest everywhere. Farmers happily harvest and pick these hard-won fruits of labor. The beauty of autumn is mature-it is not as shy as spring, so open in summer and so subtle in winter.
I don't know when a thick layer of ice beads appeared on the window, crystal clear. Touch it with your hand, and the feeling of ice ice is very cold, and you can immediately understand that it is frosting. Open the window and "hoo-"the north wind blows straight into the room, as if even it wants to warm itself up. Oh! It's winter. Walking on the highway, I saw people around me wearing clothes with three layers inside and three layers outside. Yes, the winter wind is like a knife, and it hurts when it blows on your face. Only bare branches are left in the mountains, roadsides and orchards. The flowers faded and the little animals fell asleep. When all is silent, the pines and cypresses still stand there, still so green that people shine at the moment. The daffodils in the window are not as elegant, fiery and elegant as roses, but because of their green leaves and white flowers, they make you feel better than rose peony. Although winter is cold, it is pure and beautiful. Because of it, people's hearts are purifying and becoming pure.
Through the four seasons. From spring to summer to autumn, and finally to winter, this is eternity. Aren't we the same? Life is only once and cannot be changed, but we can make life meaningful and colorful. My friend, don't hesitate any more, just work hard! Make your life as colorful as the four seasons!