As calendar flipping, unknowingly passed the winter, spring is quiet here.
Walked at a brisk pace, wore a beautiful white veil, a magic wand in his hand, and on his head a golden angel, wearing embroidered shoes, dancing on the earth. Hear the wind, hurriedly come over to accompany; The rain heard, rushing over to dance. Under the earth in a voice call, pregnant with green life, broke the dead silence in the winter of, green grass, the delicate petals... The messenger of spring, has brought the singing away, leaving the footprint of the voice.
Rain baby came also, with bright snow trap, competing to pounce on the bosom of the earth. Dancing in the air. In addition to the snow falling rustling sound, mixed with the little rain ticking sound. The rain is the snow melt, is snow elves. Is the appeal of such rain, there are snowflakes dancing poetry. Winter, spring like a divine bird peck broke the seal, and raised the voice of the veil. Connect the footsteps lightly in the snow.
The wind is blowing, mix with earthy smells. Look up, the front is a young forest. This tender small bud, glittering and translucent jade-like stone, CuiShengSheng, the spark of youth, the spring!
The ancients said: in spring, a day hour in the morning is worth two in the evening. Spring morning air is fresh, precious time. People up early, had to go to the playground exercise, study along the tree-lined trail. In spring, people on a field trip, on the outskirts of the sketch. Connect the footprints left in the morning again!
Connect quietly came to the earth. Other places all woke up, the grass arch out of the ground and the trees out shoot, flowers everywhere, the awaken of spring is abundant.
Can we here a huge difference, and winter is not harmony around the cx, one white, also from time to time to blow a few cold wind, seems to have no vitality.
Where is spring? I decided to look for spring. Me out of the house, I feel more moderate sunlight, and even some warmth. I went to the garden, found that the layers below have some grass, they may be in absorbing nutrients, ready to thrive. And I came to the campus, see the students are to play a game, try to overtake each other delights in ruddy face. At this moment, I heard a group of birds chirp loudly sing, sing tired went out in search of food, come back and sing... Seems to be telling us: "spring is coming, we are so happy!"
Spring is come, isn't it? According to the earth the sun warm, according to people, warm in the heart of people; Although the breeze with a chill, they make people feel so comfortable, so happy.
Ah! Where is the spring? In the spring sunshine, in the song of the birds, in the laughter of children...
Our spring here although there is no purple flowers, but the flowers of happiness in our heart quietly open! The old saying: in spring. In such a season of hope, joy, as the motherland flowers, we will follow in the footsteps of spring, bloom the most brilliant luster!