There is an urgent need to write a composition about the four seasons for Spring is Coming! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

The cold wind took away the winter, and the swallows in the south brought the warm spring. White clouds are floating in the blue sky. The ice in the river has melted, and it is singing and flowing away. The grass came out of the soil, leaned out of its pointed little head and put on a green dress for the earth. Look, the pink one is peach blossom, the white one is magnolia, and the red one is apricot blossom. Fans are like pears and butterflies are like orchids; Has a spherical shape and a bowl shape; There are single-layer and multi-layer ones; Some are scattered all over the floor, some are full of flowers ... all the flowers are competing to open, emitting refreshing fragrance from time to time. The willows sprouted new buds and danced under the breeze, looking from a distance, just like a little girl with long braids. Birds are chirping in the branches, as if singing a spring song.

On the grass, the children are flying kites happily The kite flew into the sky, and suddenly, the flowers in the sky were in full bloom, very beautiful. Adults will also go fishing by the river with fishing gear. They sat quietly in their chairs, waiting for the fish to take the bait. Farmers' uncles also started hard work, fertilizing, sowing and transplanting rice. A busy scene appeared in the field.

Brilliant spring flowers, spring breeze, beautiful spring scenery, infinite spring scenery, ah! What a beautiful spring! It's really colorful and beautiful.

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The naughty winter baby is gone. With life and hope, Miss Chun came with light steps. Wherever she goes, there is infinite vitality. Miss Chun is ashamed to hide her appearance. Let's look for her footprints!

The footprint of spring is in Shan Ye. Isn't that green leaf the jasper on Miss Chun? Isn't that colorful flower the golden flower sown by Miss Chun? Isn't that long wicker spring girl's hair? therefore ...

The footprints of spring are on the Yuan Ye. The grass broke through the ground, jumped out and looked at the world she had been longing for for for a long time with curious eyes. The flower who loves to dress up asks Miss Chun to make up for her. I like that big green locust tree. Please ask Miss Chun to comb her hair. Miss Chun is really busy.

The footprints of spring are in the river. The stream thawed. The frog woke up and welcomed Miss Chun with her own song.

The footprints of spring are in the Woods. Magpies are chirping in the branches, as if calling for their partners. Cuckoo and Swallow are playing in the air, and they make "Cuckoo" and "Haw" calls from time to time. ...

The footprints of spring are still in this drizzle. All kinds of plants greedily suck nectar as expensive as oil and keep growing.

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Ah, I see, there are footprints of spring everywhere. This flower, this grass and this tree all show the elegance and charm of spring.

In this picturesque spring, I seem to be a grass and a small flower in colorful spring. Under the diligent watering of the gardener, I grew up happily and decorated the spring of my motherland more beautifully.

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Spring has come, how beautiful it is! This is a season of revival. Cold-blooded animals such as snakes, bears and frogs have stopped hibernating and climbed onto the ground to enjoy spring. In spring, birds are singing, flowers are blooming, grass is sprouting, swallows are flying back to nest, and spring has restored a colorful atmosphere to the earth.

Even the spring rain and the spring thunder keep coming to announce the spring for us. Spring is a good season for sowing. Farmers will start sowing in this good season, and there will be a good harvest in autumn.

Spring is not as dry and hot as summer, as cold and cheerless as autumn, nor as cold as winter. But spring is a vibrant and energetic spring. This reminds me of our mother, who is like the earth. When she gave birth to us, we had life. When spring comes back, it means that everything has to start all over again and all life has to start all over again.

People love spring, because this beautiful spring gives people a new beginning, new harvest, new life and new hope.

With the arrival of spring, the earth is completely green, from appearance to heart, the whole spring is covered with green.

This spring has given people new life and new hope. I like this beautiful spring.

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The lovely spring girl came to the world with light steps, and the vibrant scene came in all directions, as if the whole world had just woken up from a deep sleep.

Swallows dragged their scissors-like tails back to their hometown in the north. They twittered and twittered, as if to say, "Spring is coming, spring is coming!" "

Yes, spring is really here!

I look for spring with curiosity.

Ah, I see spring. The mountains in the distance are rolling, full of green. The grass on the nearby hillside also crept out of the ground quietly. They are tender and green. Fat little lobular children, like a fat doll who just woke up. This piece, that cluster, dotted with steep slopes. Trees on the hillside quietly pull out new branches and sprout like grass. Willow branches hang down like a thread hanging from a tree. Small bright yellow leaves are like petals tied on a string. Poplar is in bloom, and these flowers are clusters of purple. It's interesting to be covered with soft fur like a caterpillar. Peach blossoms are in full bloom, apricot flowers are hanging on branches, and pear flowers are blooming.

All kinds of wild flowers also woke up, only to see them spread out, hold their heads high, and rush to indulge in full bloom. Red, yellow, blue, white and purple ... are really colorful. Although these flowers are not expensive, they decorate this grassland of youth with their own beauty and dedicate themselves selflessly to the earth. Swarms of bees, flapping their yellow wings, are busy humming honey; Colorful butterflies also dance in pairs.

In the field, the wheat seedlings turn green, endless, like green waves. Golden wild vegetable flowers sparkle in the green waves.

I don't know when it began to rain, gently, but I couldn't hear the sound of falling, like wet smoke, gently moistening the earth. After the spring rain, the sun came out and it was sunny. The whole world is fresh as if it had just been washed, and the air is fresh. Take a deep breath. My Sweetie's disease is like drinking honey. The spring breeze is warm, the bright spring light shines on the earth, and everything is full of vitality, which constitutes a beautiful landscape.

The color of spring

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. Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty wrote a poem: "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 fly freely and soar 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 its color?

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?

* Spring is coming.

Spring is coming! Spring is coming!

We children, taking off our heavy cotton-padded clothes, rushed out of the house and rushed to the fields to find spring. Spring is like a shy little girl, hiding. We searched carefully, searched carefully. ...

Grass sticks out from the ground. Are those spring eyebrows? One or two wild flowers bloom early. Are those the eyes of spring? Trees spit out small buds. Is that a spring note? Thawing streams tinkle. Is that the sound of the piano in spring?

Spring has come, we have seen her, heard her, smelled her and touched her. She swings naughtily on the willow branches, she swings freely on the kite tail, and she smiles happily on the buds of peach blossoms and apricot blossoms; She kept screaming in the mouths of magpies and cuckoos; We stepped on the new green lawn, and the soft and warm spring breeze caressed our cheeks, which was warm.

Sister lightning is shining with dazzling white light, like waving a sword to open an operation on the ugliness of the world, and it seems to light up the growth path for everything that grows up gradually; Rumble, rumble, that's spring thunder rolling on the earth. He seems to be running and shouting, "Spring is coming! Spring is coming! " Father Lei seems to be beating gongs and drums in the air again, and he also cheers for the recovery of everything: "What a beautiful nature! Isn't this my credit? "

I love spring-after the rain clears, the sky is hung with colorful rainbows, the trees are covered with new green clothes, and the birds in twos and threes stand on the branches, chirping as if to praise the beautiful scenery of nature after the rain, and as if to say, "Spring is coming! I love beautiful spring! "

[Huang An, female, 1 1 year-old, Zhan Yunze, instructor of Class 5, Tianyu Primary School, Jiangshan City, Zhejiang Province].

* Spring is coming.

Grandpa Dong left quietly, and Miss Chun came lightly.

I walked into nature and looked up. There are no clouds in Wan Li, and the sun shines on lakes, houses and trees, forming a picturesque scenery.

In the breeze, willow branches sprout new buds, sway with the wind, touch the fresh air and chase and play together. Naughty grass sticks out of the ground, decorating the magical nature, and orchids bloom bit by bit, praising spring.

In the field, rape flowers are in full bloom, emitting a faint fragrance, refreshing. Huh? What sound interrupted me? Oh, so it's a little bee coming to collect honey. I saw it twitching from left to right and from top to bottom, and every movement wrote a hymn of labor. Yo! And beautiful butterflies! They danced among the flowers, like fairies in the sky, and their dancing was touching.

The pond is also very lively. The frog jumped out of the hole, croaked and sang a symphony. Lobsters and crabs also wave pliers to dance for them from time to time. Small fish can't get a word in, so they have to be spectators. I listened attentively to this great movement, and I felt a thrill.

The children took off their cotton-padded jackets, put on spring clothes and rolled around on the grass to play. The farmer's uncle came to the field with a plow and worked hard, sowing seeds and sowing hope.

On campus, cypress and camphor trees are more full of vitality, peach blossoms and red plums are competing to open, and some small trees tied with straw are shaking, as if to break free from the straw and welcome the arrival of spring.

Spring, full of vitality, is an opportunity for everything to recover. Sow the seeds of hope in spring, and autumn will surely have fruitful results. A year's plan lies in spring, so we should make good use of it and harvest it with sweat.

* Enter the spring

Entering spring, everything recovers; Walking into spring, spring returns to the earth; Into the spring, flowers are in bud; Entering spring makes us feel red and green everywhere. Spring breeze caresses our faces like children's hands, bringing bursts of flowers.

The grass sticks its head out, revealing sharp corners and sticking its head out to explore spring.

Cypress trees are also glowing with new green.

Unconsciously, I came to the West Lake in the park. On the other side of the West Lake, stands a strange stone pavilion. The lake by the spring breeze is already green, and ripples are everywhere. Tourists who have been bored all winter are also playing on the lake at this time.

Willow trees hanging upside down by the lake spit out one green bud after another under the breeze.

Then, we boarded the pavilion of the rockery and looked down at the beautiful scenery of the park. I feel the germination of thousands of trees, peach blossoms, flying flowers, flowers, grass and thousands of branches. ...

Look! That apricot flower! Spit red and powder, showing its beauty.

Walking down the rockery, I came to my dream peach blossom forest.

Here, plants and trees are in full bloom in pink. The peach tree has a naked bronze body. Because the peach tree was injected with "stimulant" by Miss Chun, the red blood erupted upward, changing from brown to bronze; From bronze to red and finally to pink.

Some of them are shy; Some have already opened beautiful petals; Some spit the tip of the tongue; Some opened their mouths; Some lips are not upturned.

Approached, smelled a scent. From a distance, white flowers seem to be shrouded in a hazy cloud. How beautiful!

Some people say that the vast sea is the most beautiful; Some people say that the sunrise at sea is the most beautiful; Others say that the full moon on the fifteenth is the most beautiful; But I think spring is the most beautiful, full of vigor and vitality.

I love spring!

* Spring is coming.

Yang Shenwei, fourth grade

Spring has come. The grass turned green, and the willows and poplars by the river sprouted. They put on bright green coats and played happily by the river.

When spring comes, all the small animals run out of the house, flying kites and playing games on the grass. Swallows flying from the south add a lot of interest to spring. Even frogs croak by the pond.

Spring has come. Flowers are in full bloom, making our motherland colorful. There are several small fish swimming in the crystal clear river, which is particularly beautiful against the sunshine.

Spring has come. Children are playing on the green grass, birds are singing on the branches, and small fish are playing carefree in the water.

How beautiful the scenery is in spring!

Comments: The poetic language of the young author wrote down the ever-changing scenery of spring. Although the article is short, it shows the little author's love for spring to the fullest.

* Spring is coming.

The cold winter passed quietly, and the colorful spring came unconsciously.

In the field, the hibernating grass woke up in the embrace of Mother Earth, and the green body drilled out of the land. It stretches out and greedily sucks the breath of spring; Golden winter jasmine, so petite and beautiful, so colorful and dancing, as if to show off the beautiful image of spring; The willow by the river is spreading its branches, and Miss Chun is combing its yellow braid. The waterfall-like long hair was reflected on the mirror made by the river, and the willow bent down with joy.

The snow in the river has melted, and the river is crystal clear and flowing forward happily. On the shore, all kinds of unknown wild flowers are blooming with smiling faces, competing for fragrance and fighting for beauty, and butterflies are flying among the flowers. I picked up a small stone and made a Shui Piao in the river, and the river suddenly had colorful ripples. At this time, a group of ducks jumped into the river and croaked. They are happily playing and chasing, and they are the "Prophets of Plumbing Duck on the Spring River"!

A burst of laughter broke out in the yard. It turns out that children are flying kites on the lawn. The children ran with bobbins and kites, laughing. Colorful kites are floating in the wind, setting off the blue sky beautifully! At this time, a group of swallows flew west, as if they were competing with kites!

"Near, near, I hear the footsteps of spring." "Come, come, another spring full of vitality."

Ah! Spring is full of vitality and colorful. I love spring.

Grade 4 of Zijiang Primary School, Shaoyang City, Hunan Province 157 Ban Xiaochuan

[Instructor: Hu Jianmin]

Comments: The little author has rich imagination and lively language.

* Spring is coming.

Happy ... happy ... The winter is over, and Miss Chun is coming with light steps.

Countless flowers open their smiles to welcome the arrival of spring. Yan Zi flew back from the south singing cheerful songs. The grass has left the embrace of Mother Earth, and people's faces are smiling.

The breeze blew slightly, the drizzle like wool fell from the sky, and thousands of soft willows stretched their yellow dresses. There is vitality in the bamboo forest, and the faint fragrance of bamboo attracts Pan-African butterflies, so the quiet forest becomes lively!

"Spring, what a beautiful season spring is!"

"I love spring!"

* Spring is coming.

Xu Qin, Class 6, Grade 5, yingshan county Experimental Primary School, Huanggang City, Hubei Province

There are four seasons in a year: spring, summer, autumn and winter. But among them, I like colorful spring best. I look around and always want to come early in spring. Finally, I waited for the arrival of Miss Chun.

Spring girl came, and she quietly called up the trees, grass and flowers that had been sleeping for a winter with kind and sweet language. The tree sprouted and put on new green clothes. The grass slipped out of the ground and stretched itself. Look! The grass has also turned green, so tender and gorgeous. At this time, Xiaohua woke up from a sweet dream and wore all kinds of clothes. It was really beautiful! Look! A group of lively and lovely swallows also flew back from the south neatly.

With the footsteps of teacher Chun, we came to the endless fields. Straw is so green. The breeze blew gently, and the straw swayed slightly, as if shouting happily: "Spring is coming! Spring is coming! "

Spring has come, and the children are very happy, because spring is still a good season to fly kites! Look! How happy the children are flying kites. There are countless kites in the sky. Kites are big and small, with different shapes: some are like eagles, some like dragonflies, some like goldfish, some like butterflies, and some like swallows.

I love colorful spring, but I love people who create this beautiful time of spring more. [Instructor: Fan Hui]

* Spring is coming.

Min Chenxi, Class Two, Grade Three, Tongwei Road Primary School

Spring has come, everything wakes up from hibernation, branches sprout buds, and grass creeps out from the wet soil. Willow on the riverside road, like a shy girl, hangs down long braids. The wind blows gently, and the soft willow branches dance slowly.

Yellow winter jasmine, like a small bell hanging on a tree, reflects the surrounding white pear flowers, with a faint fragrance. Far away, red buds are covered with branches and are in bud.

Slow down, the beauty of this spring is intoxicating and lingering.

Spring is coming

Yan Xiaoyu, Class 3, Grade 2, Yanzhou Experimental Primary School, Shandong Province

Spring has come, let the grass stick its head out, the willow tree shakes its long green braid, it's really beautiful, the swallow chirps, and I hear the sound of Ding Ding Dong Dong. This is the sound of spring! It's wonderful! I want to sing, and the flowers are blooming. It smells good!

Spring has come, so we should cherish it. It brought us many wonderful times. Spring is coming, so we should have a good meal, because we heard my mother say, "Spring is the revival of everything, and so is everyone." In spring, children are like grass. If they drink more water and eat more nutrition, they will grow up healthily and be more robust!

Spring is coming, we hear it, smell it, touch it, it's so beautiful!

We should be grateful for spring, because it has brought us happy growth, and we should cherish it, so that spring will repay us.

Composition in Spring (1)

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. Spring has come. A composition about spring.

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. Spring has come. A composition about spring.

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.

Spring has come Spring has come, the spring breeze has blown the grass green, peach blossoms and apricot blossoms have opened, swallows have blown, willows have sprouted, and cuckoos are singing happily in the trees. Birds fly in the sky, fish swim in the river, and children jump happily on the grass. How beautiful spring is. I like spring.

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Grandpa Dong, who loves to lose his temper, left without a trace of regret, but with joy. Gentle and amiable, elegant and generous spring girl came with a smile all the way. She came to vilen with a magic pen and a brisk pace. She touched the magic pen gently, and the grass and trees turned green, and the flowers on both sides of the river opened. The grass leaned out of its curious head and held hands with its partners, side by side, spreading a green "carpet" together. It's soft to step on. Flowers are competing for beauty, and the faint fragrance attracts groups of bees, buzzing, collecting honey hard and dancing happily. The solid ice in the river has become a slowly flowing river. They sang all the way to the ocean and lake, leaving no sadness, only sweet joy. Because they know that they will come again and meet again. Fish play freely in the water, adding beautiful scenery to spring.

The spring rain left without saying goodbye, leaving behind everything she carefully moistened all night. The air is filled with fresh earthy breath, and the tall and graceful willows open their hazy eyes and stand by the water, combing their beautiful hair. Baby Bud seems to say, "Mom is so beautiful! Mom is so beautiful! " Soft willows are swaying in the breeze, as if dancing for the arrival of spring! Blowing again and again, the green leaves are gradually full and watery, just like the poem in "Singing Willow" by the poet in the Tang Dynasty.