Looking forward to, looking forward to, the east wind is coming, and the pace of spring is approaching.

Everything looked like I had just woken up, and I opened my eyes with joy. The mountains moistened, the water rose and the sun blushed.

The grass crawled out of the soil, tender and green. In the garden, in the field, look at a large area full of yes. Sit, lie down, roll twice, kick a few balls, run a few laps, grab a few laps. The wind is quiet and the grass is soft.

Peach trees, apricot trees and pear trees are all in full bloom, and you won't let me or I won't let you. Red is like fire, pink is like chardonnay and white is like snow. Flowers are sweet; When I close my eyes, the village seems to be full of peaches, Xinger and pears.

Hundreds of bees are buzzing under the flowers, and butterflies of different sizes are flying around. Wildflowers are everywhere: miscellaneous, named and unnamed, scattered in the grass like eyes, like stars, still flashing.

"Blowing your face doesn't make you cold", yes, like a mother's hand touching you. The wind brought the smell of new ploughing, mixed with the smell of grass, and the fragrance of various flowers, all brewing in the slightly humid air. Birds nest in it.

I am happy among flowers and young leaves. Calling friends proudly showed off his crisp voice and sang a melody, echoing the breeze and flowing water. The piccolo of the shepherd boy on the cow's back rang all day at this time.

Rain is the most common and lasts for three or two days. Don't be upset. You see, like cow hair, like a flower needle, like a filament, densely woven diagonally, and there is a thin layer of smoke on the roof. The leaves are bright green. The grass is too green to see your eyes clearly.

At night, the lights turned on, and a little dim light set off a quiet and peaceful night. In the countryside, on the path, by the stone bridge, there are people walking slowly with umbrellas; There are also farmers working in the fields, wearing wrinkled clothes and wrinkled hats. Their houses are scattered and silent in the rain.

There are more kites in the sky and more children on the ground. Every family, old and young, came out from the city and the countryside. Relax, be full of energy and do your own thing.

"A year's plan lies in spring" has just begun, and there is plenty of time and hope.

Spring is like a newborn doll. It's new from head to toe and still growing.

Spring is like a little girl, dressed up and walking with a smile.

Spring is like a strong young man with iron arms, waist and feet. He led us forward.

The color of spring

Chen Ping, No.43 Middle School in Wuhan City, Hubei Province

The colors of spring are really colorful, the sun is red, the sky is blue, the treetops are light green, and the winter jasmine is delicate yellow ... No wonder poets love to sing praises to spring, and painters love to describe it, because spring is the fusion of all the beautiful things in the world and the meeting of all colors. I wonder why these colorful colors choose spring to come to the earth.

The spring rain is continuous and gentle. It moistens the earth, caresses it and whispers to it. When people are unconscious, they quietly merge into a river and accumulate into a deep pool. Ah, it is the spring rain that brings green life to the pool.

Wind and rain always come together. In early spring, the cold wind awakened everything. The treetops are green, the earth is green, and even the platforms of towering buildings are green. In the Song Dynasty, Wang Anshi wrote a poem: "The spring breeze is green in Jiang Nanan." How well you speak! But is it more than "green"?

Under the blowing of the wind, the wild flowers all over the mountains opened their eyes, one, two, one cluster, two clusters ... even joined together and merged into the sea. People face this ocean of blue, red and yellow ... gorgeous colors, and their troubles are gone, and their listlessness is gone. Thank the color of spring for giving us upward strength and confidence.

Look at the sky in spring. Why is the sky colorful and dazzling? Ah, that's a kite flown by children. Under the blue sky and white clouds, kites of various shapes are flying freely. What a refreshing sight! Spring belongs to children, and the sky belongs to children, but aren't they also trying to dress up spring and add the color of spring?

However, if you lean down and look closely, you will find that there are scattered yellow in the pleasing colors, which is the trace left by last winter. You may sigh: "A fly in the ointment!" Yes, who will be in a good mood when looking at those few broken limbs and flagging grasses? However, you might as well cut off the yellow winter clothes, and you will find something more novel. It's green inside! It turns out that yellow grass is also gestating, gestating a better spring.

I finally understand why the colors in spring are so rich: it is the colored pens in the hands of Miss Chun who are waving diligently; It is naive children who dress naive; It is a grass that is silently bred and ignored by people. People who enjoy the color of spring, what have you contributed to the color of spring?

[opinion] this article is meticulous in observation, rich in materials and vivid in image. The article begins with the colors describing spring, and asks: "Why do these colorful colors choose spring to come to the earth?" Taking answering this question as a clue, this paper makes a further description of spring, which is novel and fascinating.

While describing the color of spring, the author also pays attention to the deepening of the central idea. After putting forward the novel and profound viewpoint that the color of spring is bred by yellow grass, the article finally puts forward the question of "What have you contributed to the color of spring", giving readers the thinking space of "but you have broadened your horizons by 300 miles and gone up a storey still higher".

I like spring.

Zeni

Spring, you have finally come!

You came lightly with life and hope. You jumped over mountains, flew over rivers, and walked all the way. You have worked hard! But you can't rest for a moment. You can't wait to jump on the plains and mountains ... wherever you go, you are full of vitality and vigor.

I like spring-

That cold love still exists, but there is no lack of warm early spring breeze. It was she who woke up the earth soberly, opened her sleepy eyes happily, and countless lives woke up. Spring breeze is the messenger of spring.

I like spring-

I like the continuous spring rain. It is she who awakens the grass, moistens the poplars and blooms the primroses, telling mankind that spring is coming. The grass sneaked out of the ground and looked at it strangely; Willow shook its waist drum and danced with the wind. After the spring rain, the humid air mixed with the fragrance of the earth, and the warm spring breeze blew head-on. Spring rain is the cultivator of life!

I like spring-

Love the birds in spring, love all lovely creatures full of vitality, especially the lovely swallows. I often look for them on the steel wire, because they are like small and exquisite notes on the staff, playing the first movement of spring with the cry of "chirp"

I like spring-

Every spring, in my hometown, I will walk on a high hillside, looking at the rushing spring water in the river, looking at the green jungle on the other side and the village completely submerged in peach blossoms. While enjoying the beautiful scenery, I breathe the fresh breath of spring and feel the beating pulse of spring. Ah! Such a vibrant spring!

Ah! Spring makes the earth look brand new. Spring is called all love, which brings joy and hope to mankind and urges us to make progress.

Spring often makes me think. People always regard spring as a symbol of life and hope, and our children are also called "Spring of the Motherland".

We are the life of the motherland, and we are the future spring of the motherland.

I like spring.

Heilongjiang Huangfei

I'm looking forward to it. I'm finally looking forward to it. Spring is finally here!

She came lightly with life and hope. She walked all the way over mountains and rivers. She has worked hard! But she can't stop for a moment, so she can't wait to pounce on mountains, rivers and plains ... wherever she goes, there is unparalleled vitality.

I like spring-

I like the cold but warm early spring breeze. It is it that gently awakens the earth, and the earth that has slept for a winter happily opens its sleepy eyes. Then, the seeds of hope are sown. Spring breeze is the messenger of life.

I like spring-

I like the continuous spring rain. It is it that awakens the grass, moistens the willows and blooms the primrose, telling us that spring has come. The grass came out of the ground and looked at it strangely; Willow swaying waist, dancing with the wind; Primula shouted, "Good spring, tick, tick."

After the rain, the humid air mixed with the fragrance of the earth, and the harmonious wind came on. Therefore, the spring rain is the cultivator of life!

I like spring-

I like the chirping of birds and frogs in spring, and I also like all lovely and energetic creatures, especially the lovely swallows. I often look for them online. They are like delicate notes on the staff, playing the first movement of spring with the cry of "chirping".

I like spring-

Every time I come to Songhua River in spring, I walk on the high bank of Songhua River and the rushing spring water of Wangjiang, looking at the green jungle on the other side, breathing the incomparable refreshing breath of spring and feeling the violent pulse of spring. Ah, it's so comfortable!

Look again, over the beach of Sun Island, the kite fluttered, and the spring breeze sent it high and far, without legs or hands, and gradually melted into the light blue sky.

Spring often makes me think: people always regard spring as a symbol of life and hope, and our children are also called "the spring of the motherland".

We are the life and hope of our motherland.

A composition describing spring

Grandpa Dongse sent away the cold of the earth, and Miss Chun came to the world with light steps. The scenery in spring is very beautiful, just like a vivid painting.

The sunshine in spring is particularly bright, and the girl in spring smiles. Sunlight and red beams come and touch you gently, like a young mother's hand.

With the brisk pace of the spring girl, the green grass broke through the ground and dived out of the soil, tender and green. In the park, you can see these tenacious grasses everywhere.

In this warm season, in the Woods, many trees are full of bright flowers; Everyone refuses to compromise. Red, yellow, white and purple flowers really look like a beautiful big flower bed. Many butterflies and bees smell the flowers and fly around to collect honey and fly around in mid-air.

In the Woods, many birds are flying freely and happily. When they are happy, they sing crisp and pleasant songs. The warm spring breeze blew the river, and the river was suddenly infected by a sweet flute. Looking around, a group of naughty children are making willow flutes with weeping willow stems! They blew out the happiness and joy in their hearts.

The rain in spring is gentle, and only the spring rain beats the branches and leaves of bamboo. Rain sometimes falls in a straight line and sometimes floats with the wind, leaving a beautiful image of smoke, fog, yarn and silk. The splashing rain flower seems to be a beating note on the piano, playing a beautiful melody.

How can the sky be colorful and dazzling? Ah, so the children are on guard against kites. Under the blue sky and white clouds, all kinds of kites are flying freely and soaring. What a refreshing sight!

Ah, everything in spring is full of vitality.

Ah, spring is so beautiful! Let's feel the beauty of nature with our heart.

Composition describing spring (2)

Spring is a season full of vitality, but also a beautiful, magical and hopeful season.

Spring has arrived, and all kinds of gorgeous flowers are blooming, all of which are so gorgeous and dazzling. The oilseed rape planted by the farmer's uncle in the field is also in bloom. Golden rape flowers have become the world of butterflies, and beautiful butterflies are dancing on the golden stage. They fly in the air for a while and stay quietly on the rape flowers for a while. Just like this, it also adds a lot of fun to spring. The beauty of rape flowers also attracts many "working people"-bees, who are always tirelessly pollinating rape flowers day and night. Occasionally, a breeze blows, and the golden rapeseed immediately surges up with undulating "golden waves". From a distance, it's really beautiful!

Spring is the season people yearn for, and people always make their own plans in this season. As the saying goes: "A year's plan lies in spring, and a day's plan lies in the morning." It tells us that one year's wishes should be planned in spring, and the heaviest time of the day is in the morning. In spring, people start farming, transplanting rice seedlings and planting trees. Migratory birds also migrated from the south to the north, cheering for the farmers working in the fields. Some birds stand on tall trees, some simply stand on the ridge, and some stand on the staff. It is this that makes the farmers in the field happy and everything is very lively.

In spring, animals also wake up from a deep sleep. The grass began to sprout, and the land was full of thriving scenes. At first glance, there is a green scene everywhere, just like a watercolor painting.

Composition describing spring (3)

In the bleak and monotonous winter, I always look forward to the arrival of spring. I wish she had long grass and flying warblers, a silk carpet brushing the embankment, thousands of trees blooming, blue waves rippling (easy) and orchids moistening things like crisp; I hope her spring scenery is full of flowers and red like rain.

Now, spring has come. Spring is the most beautiful season of the year. Throughout the ages, people have almost exhausted all beautiful words and poems to describe and praise spring. Spring brings vitality and hope to people.

Spring warms the heart and spleen. "If you want to wet apricot flowers with clothes, you won't feel cold when you blow your face."

Spring, fleeting, "Hua Lin Xie Chunhong, too hasty." Therefore, "there are flowers that can be folded straight, so don't wait for the flowers to decline."

In spring, the weather is cool and humid. "The rain in Tianjie is crisp, but the grass color is far and near."