Prose on the breath of spring (2)

Chapter 7: The breath of spring Grandpa walked with heavy steps, and Miss Spring came with light steps. She came very sweetly and happily. Unconsciously, she gently pushed open the door of spring.

Spring girl came to the grass, and the grass poked its head out of the soil carefully, for fear of distorting its beautiful figure. The grass is green and shiny, like a crystal-clear gem. Seen from a distance, it looks like a green satin embroidered with several shiny emeralds. The spring rain is falling, thin as a flower needle, a dime a dozen, and falling on the ground like thousands of blooming Bai Lianhua. The grass greedily sucks the rain and dew given to it by nature, and under the warm care of the spring girl, sesame blossoms are rising day by day. The camphor tree next to it is also sprouting. It is very tall and straight, and Wu Huai's body is straight and straight. You can tell at a glance that he is a "general" who has gone through the battlefield, shouldered heavy responsibilities and served the country. The swallow wears a "tuxedo" and sings happily in the rain: "Where is spring? Where is spring? "

Miss Chun walked through a large cherry blossom forest again. Snow-white cherry blossoms sit on the high branches, like snow elves opening their snow-white faces, sitting on the branches and swinging, enjoying the wonders of nature, which is full of fun. She came to Taoyuan Forest again. The pink face of peach blossom is so cute. Some sit on the branches and look up at the sky as if they are thinking about something, and some' bow their heads as if they are whispering with relatives and friends about a beautiful spring; There are only two or three flower bones, as if just waking up to welcome spring.

A year's plan lies in spring, and a day's plan lies in morning. We should cherish the beautiful spring and the season of flowers and birds.

Chapter 8: The breath of spring returns to the earth, everything recovers, spring comes lightly, and the pace is getting softer and softer. The warm spring breeze blows and covers the earth, making it full of vitality and vigor.

Winter goes and spring comes, and the trees that have been sleeping for a whole winter gradually wake up. Liu Er is full of energy, with thick hair, put on a new light yellow-green dress and dressed herself thoroughly. Facing the breeze, the willows stretched their waists and danced with the wind.

Grass also quietly broke through the ground, sticking out its little green head and breathing fresh air. The breeze swept across the fields, and the green grass seemed to wave to itself in droves, like a group of immature children.

I am full of curiosity and want to observe spring with my own eyes. The mountains in the distance are no longer gloomy, but when you look around, it is green. There are patches of grass here and clusters there, which are exquisite, lovely and green. There are several rows of fruit trees over there. I believe that before long, apricot trees will turn pink and pear trees will turn white.

I don't know what prompted me to smell it. Ah, this faint fresh air-the breath of spring!

Spring has come, and every corner of the earth is full of the breath of spring. Beautiful spring, let's spread hope together!

Chapter 9: The breath of spring has reached the spring season, and two snowstorms have made the breath of spring disappear instantly.

However, the breath of spring has faded, but the pace of spring has not stopped. The decreasing snow on the roof, the messy snow water melting at noon, the warm spring sunshine, the wind that is no longer as cold as a knife, and the spores bulging from poplar trees on the roadside are all conveying the breath of spring.

Spring comes bit by bit in such silence, bringing warmth and hope to people in the breeze.

In spring, in such a slow and quiet time, the heavy cotton-padded clothes are untied bit by bit, which makes people unconsciously take off one by one, bringing great ease to people.

Spring, in such a weak place, confronts the cold and cold wind in winter, embraces everything in winter with its weakness and warms the strength of winter.

In spring, unconsciously, the snow has been blown away, the roadside trees have been blown green, the flowers in the garden have been blown away, and finally the spring scenery has been released endlessly.

The breath of spring always begins with weakness, but it finally overcomes the bravest winter, the cruelty and its beauty with weakness.

In spring, thank you for bringing warmth; I admire you for bringing hope; Cherish you, because you always come and go silently.