Write about the weather, grade two

When spring comes with her unique new green and sea, it is really charming; When spring comes with her unique warmth and tide, it can also make people lose their souls.

Spring is definitely a canvas full of life. New green, light green, bright green, green, green eyes, tender our eyes. There is still a little bit of red, a little bit of yellow, a little bit of pink and a little bit of purple, which twinkles like stars and makes us shine at the moment.

So, I started walking in spring. Stepping on her soft soil, I realized that the hotbed of life can be so flat. As long as the old man floats by in the season, all the sleeping seeds can be bred here, giving life a changing posture.

Spring is definitely a picture full of vitality. Whether it is out of the ground or in bud; Whether it is stretching slowly or flowing slowly; Whether they are silent or whispering, as long as the old people in the season open the curtain of spring, they will show the magical vitality of nature here in their own unique way.

So, I began to wander in spring. Covered with gentle and lovely spring scenery, let the slight fragrance wind blow. You will realize that the breath of spring actually contains one of the most touching tenderness. I also think that nature is a kind of

Strange mother, she chose to breed all kinds of life at the end of winter when everything was depressed, let them embrace each other in the most tender and charming early spring, and bring infinite vitality to the world.

Spring is also a gallery, showing the magic of life. You see, every life has its specific form, and every specific form contains specific life information. Whether it is high or weak, it is

To experience the course of life and death, there are also seasons of naivety and maturity. Whether it is striking or plain, we should follow that particular seasonal trajectory and complete a life in our own specific living space.

A feat of life. Whether it is famous or not, whether it was born in a rich family or grew up in barren sand, all, all things that germinate in spring use up all the heat in their own unique way.

Love has composed an ode to life.

This is spring, because the chorus of life was born here, and I really feel a magical beauty.