Listen, what's that noise? That's the sound of grass turning over the soil. Look, what is that? That is green grass that has just come out of the ground. Oh, it's spring! Looking around, the snow and ice have melted, the vegetation has begun to sprout, and the endless land is like a starry night sky. The fresh air is mixed with wisps of fragrance, and the red sunrise rises from Ran Ran on the horizon. Dewdrops on the grass tips, like pearls and emeralds, twinkle in the morning light. Isn't that tenacious perseverance and vigorous vitality just what every grass has?
, Du Feng,, Cao
(Part II)
Spring is the season when everything recovers and the source of all life. With the arrival of spring, everything is jubilant: trees straighten his strong body, flowers fiddle with her fragrant face, birds fiddle with her wonderful voice ... Look again, dew drops from the grass in the morning, making the originally vibrant spring grass glow with youthful vitality against the sunrise. A breeze blew by, and it couldn't help shaking its body and dancing gracefully. Ah! Spring is full, eyes are full of green, walking in the jungle, how poetic!
Cai Liang, Chen Jiahao, Lu Yijiao, Gu Xinhao
Dawn blooms, the rising sun rises, Coody Leng stares at the eyes, and the spring leaves are long without trace. Oh, what do I see? Cai Hua is covered with tulle, and Miss Chun comes with tulle. Looking around, the snow and ice melt, everything is brand-new, red, purple, fragrant, orange, orange, green, charming Yingying is crying. ...
Listen, what's that noise? It is the inner voice when the soil turns, which touches my heartstrings as if shouting: I want to work hard, I want to work hard, I want to work hard! What does this portend? Is it a prelude to the appearance of spring grass like bamboo shoots? Is it a concerto that sprouts and spits green? By the way, the dew on the grass tip is shining with the brilliance of life. Under the setting sun and the shade of green trees, it becomes as round as pearls, as bright as jadeite and as dazzling as agate! How tenacious the grass has survived the heat, autumn and winter, isn't it what every grass has? Not for anything else, just for the faint new green in spring!
Chen Jiaxin
Flowers in spring
(Part I)
Spring is coming! She walked towards us with light steps. You see, she dyed the peach blossom pink, the winter jasmine golden, and the pear white ... The earth is full of vitality in her god's pen!
In the morning, the first drop of dew awakened the sleeping winter jasmine. She stretched herself, hung beautiful flowers and enjoyed the comfort and warmth brought by the sunshine. A breeze blew, and she swayed the slender branches from side to side and danced a beautiful waltz with the wicker that had just sprouted. Birds are singing in the branches, flowers are smiling, as if tasting the melody of spring.
As soon as spring comes, Chunhua will show herself in the embrace of nature. Colorful flowers decorate the earth, not only that, but also fragrant flowers are sought after by butterflies and bees. Look, aren't the bees and butterflies dancing over there busy collecting honey? However, who knows, beautiful flowers are weather-beaten, otherwise how can they be so gorgeous?
Liu Yi, Wu Jiahui, Ji Xueting, Yang Tianyi
(Part II)
I still remember a bleak and silent winter, but in a blink of an eye, vibrant spring came. Hundreds of flowers are competing to open, blooming with bright smiles, bringing warmth to people. Although the flowers in spring are not as beautiful as the lotus flowers in summer, the sweet-scented osmanthus flowers in autumn, and the plum blossoms in winter are clean and cold, they have an indescribable boldness. With the withering of winter flowers, spring flowers awaken the earth again, and all kinds of flowers gather, bringing people new hope. Butterflies and bees are dancing in the fragrance, larks and magpies are singing in the branches, watching the beautiful scenery in front of them and listening to the sweet songs. How can I not love them?
Zhu Chen, Ji, Hou
(Part III)
Did the string of firecrackers that shocked the world invite you, or did the warm east wind send you-spring? Otherwise, it must be that you can't bear to see everything being ruthlessly destroyed by the northwest wind! Do you know that?/You know what? Your arrival has given us new hope.
Flowers and delicate bodies can be seen everywhere on both sides of the street. They are short and thin, so ordinary. A spring breeze blew, and her slender body swayed from side to side in the wind, looking so helpless. Gently touching, she is so weak, as if a little strength will tear her, making people feel sorry for her and more impulsive to protect it. But think about it, no, she won't be so fragile. She is the messenger sent by spring, and she is the seed of hope you sow. In the near future, she will proudly show her gentle figure, fragrant and fluttering.
Flowers are the hope of spring, and we are the flowers of our motherland. Let us cherish this precious spring and strive to create a better spring for our motherland.
Ji, Ji Huihe, Ding Jingyan, Huang Yao.
spring breeze
(Part I)
In the spring breeze, she awakened the sleeping creatures with deep warmth, the frozen lake slowly opened a smiling face, and the gloomy sky gradually began to be blue. She mixed with the smell of earth, accompanied by the fragrance of flowers and plants to hold my face, like a baby's tender skin, like a mother's warm hand. Listen, what's that noise? It was the tinkling of streams, the rustling of leaves and the chirping of birds. The flowers on the branches are dancing in the wind, and the weeping willows on both sides of the river are swaying with charming and colorful postures, like a naive child waving to pedestrians. She blew gently, awakened the frog, blew the swallow and blew the earth green. The fragrance is fresh, gentle, soft and warm. The little swallow, who just flew in from the south, perched between several thin telephone poles and composed a spring movement. Young musicians in the pond are singing with their crisp throats.
Actress, born 1969,, Qin Tian,.
(Part II)
Spring breeze blows across the earth, awakening the grass that has been sleeping for a long time; The spring breeze blows through the treetops, awakening the vibrant leaves; Spring breeze blows into the sky and comes back with migratory birds. You see, a spring breeze is blowing, willows are swaying, the lake is blooming with a smile, the grass is waving to us, and the flowers are nodding to us. Spring breeze, you are so amazing, you bring color to spring, and you bring vitality to the earth. "The mountain fire didn't completely engulf them, and the spring breeze blew high." Isn't this poem that has been passed down through the ages interpreted you correctly?
Wang Yujie, Gao Jinghui, Chen Xinyi, Chen Jia
(Part III)
In winter, I hastily put away the undeveloped afterglow and hurried away, looking back with infinite attachment-spring is coming! The frozen lake cracked, and the sun became orange instead of pale, warming the earth. Swallows whisper and the wind is calling. The spring breeze smells of earth, leaving warmth and whispers all the way in walk on by. The grass was awakened by it, stretching and yawning. The branches of weeping willows swayed gently in the breeze. Yellow leaves are like rice grains, densely covered with soft branches, and flowers and plants appear in the arms of the breeze one by one in black and pink, as if heading for a grand event.
Spring breeze is like a piece of transparent gauze, immersed in the crystal morning dew, quietly bathing everything. ...
Lei Huang, Qin Yuting, Gao Yi
spring rain
(Part I)
Look, spring is quietly coming to us with light steps. Tick-tock, the spring rain took away the cold in winter, the dryness in autumn and the heat in summer, and slipped into my heart warmly. Under the watering of the spring rain, everything is green: green mountains and green waters, green meditation. Listen, the birds are singing the charm of spring, and the flowers in the field are announcing the arrival of spring. The breath of spring is everywhere, the breeze blows over the water, and the willows sway their waist branches. Ah! This is the dance of life!
What is spring rain? Spring rain is a dye, which makes the earth wear green spring clothes; Spring rain is dew, the source of life for all things. Spring rain is a messenger, bringing people hope for the new year.
Cao Yu, Li, Cai,
(Part II)
Listen, what's that noise? Is it the song of a lark? Is it a cricket in the corner? Or the kiss between the breeze and the leaves? No, it's not, it's selfless spring rain, it's lingering spring rain, it's full of vitality.
The rain is continuous, like thousands of silks, busy weaving hazy spring clothes for the earth. The drizzle falls from the sky, like fog in late autumn and frost in winter, which moistens the green land in spring and moistens the new buds spit out by willow branches. The rainy spring rain, like a fairy hidden behind a lead cloud, is spreading the seeds of happiness to the world. After several misty spring rains, the mountains are green and the grass is green, and the stream at the foot of the mountain is becoming more and more swift.
The rain fell on my face, like a cloud of smoke, very thin, dense, slippery and soft. Leaning on the terrace and watching the rain falling on the eaves happily, my heart couldn't help being attracted. It's raining, and a beautiful and quiet music suddenly plays between heaven and earth, which makes people daydream infinitely!
Guan Sijia, Qian Huan, Juck Zhang, Ji
(Part III)
Listen, what's that noise? Oh, it's spring rain. You see, the falling rain is like a string of silver beads, falling from the sky, like a meteor, falling from the sky in an instant, and like a note jumping on a staff, lively and lovely.
"Tick-tock", a drop of spring rain falls in my hand, and I clearly feel your beating pulse, so powerful, like a newborn baby, full of vitality. Perhaps, you are the messenger of spring, passing the breath of life to all sleeping things.
"Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently", "The rain in the sky is crisp, the grass in the distance is near, but there is nothing", enjoying this well-known saying, I felt your charm for the first time.