A beautiful poem describing the vernal equinox

1, Wu's "Spring Equinox Banquet" poem says: guests are invited to the south, so they are old friends. The moon is red with tears, and the flowers smile at the bald people. Spencer often complains, and Joan won't let spring. Listening to songs in the middle of the night, peaches and plums have new makeup. I wrote the scene of dining with gentlemen on the day of the vernal equinox, with exquisite sentences.

2, rainy scenery, vernal equinox weather. Let a hundred flowers blossom. Draw a pair of Liang Xinyan, and the jade cage parrot sleeps alone. Ficus pumila is against the wall, and strawberry moss is all over the floor. There are some beautiful songs in the brothel. Suddenly, old things came to my mind. I was silent and frowned. This is Ouyang Xiu, a politician and writer in the Northern Song Dynasty. In this poem, the new flowers in the vernal equinox season leap from the paper, and the singing of the educated youth building attracts the poet's sorrow, which is a pity for this beautiful vernal equinox weather.

On the fourth day of mid-spring, spring is in the middle. Green fields go around the moon, and clear clouds are intermittent. I still swallow, and the flowers have fallen. The tall buildings are late and the songs are inaudible. Xu Xuan vividly wrote the thought of thinking about women hurting spring on the vernal equinox in this five-law "vernal equinox", but it was moving without carving. Poetry is as plain as words, but its artistic conception is implicit and rich, which makes readers feel that they have heard its voice and seen its people.

5. Cui Rong's poem "Tongsong Wenzhi Cold Food Topic Huangmei Linjiang Post" says: The vernal equinox comes from Huaibei, and cold food crosses Jiangnan. Suddenly I saw Xunyang water, and I suspected it was Songjiatan. It is better to be a wise master than a lonely minister. Yao Si's hometown is a stranger, and peaches and plums are all over the world. It tells the homesickness of a wanderer. In the spring equinox, the poet Yao Si still enjoys the fragrance of peaches and plums on both sides of the field path in his hometown.

6, can live in Xingliang, not with the yellowbird group. Night shadows send red candles, flying high in the sky. It's a pity to be apart, but the moon flowers cherish the vernal equinox. In Qian Qi's Fujian with a Bird's Nest, even the flowers and the moon know how to cherish the vernal equinox. His poetic style is ethereal and elegant, and his scenery is realistic. Although it doesn't hurt, it is fresh and elegant, and its artistic level is very high.

Beautiful poems describing lotus flowers

Qingyangdu ~ Jinlefu

Green lotus covers green water, and hibiscus is red and fresh. There are lotus roots below and lotus roots above.

Yong Furong ~ Shen Liang said in the Southern Dynasties

The breeze blows the purple leaves and gently reveals Zhu's room. Zhongchi is so green, wait until I glow red.

Picking lotus ~ Wu Liangjun in Southern Dynasties

Brocade mixed with flowers, Luo Yi hung on the Qinghe River. Ask my son where to go today, picking lotus in Jiangnan. Three thousand miles in western Liaoning, I want to send it for no reason. May you return early, this lotus is fresh.

Poems about Lotus ~ Jiang Hong

There are micro-grasses in Zebei, which can be rejuvenated. Green leaves like the wind, and red cherry is suitable for the sun. Moving to the fish pond is a great loss. How to frost dew, should be with the canopy.

Ode to concentric hibiscus ~ Sui and Du Gongzhan

Burning lotus, graceful water. Solitary stems attract green, and double shadows reward red. The color wins the song, and the fragrance dances wildly. The famous lotus can read by itself, and the same is true.

Lotus picking song ~ Sui Yin Ying Tong

There are countless companions on board, and the cable is released at its own urging. You don't need to wipe sweat powder, and the wind skirt can be opened at will. The boat docked against the lotus. Lotus root silk is held as a wisp and lotus leaf as a cup.

Antique (No.26) ~ Li Bai in Tang Dynasty

Bihe gives birth to a quiet spring, and the sunshine in the morning is bright and fresh. Autumn flowers spit green water and dense leaves are full of smoke. Beautiful powder is peerless, who will pass the incense? Sit and watch the flying frost fade.

If I don't find the root cause, I would like to believe in the edge of Huachi.

Lotus picking song ~ Xiao Wei, South Liu Liang

Golden oar Mulan boat, playing Jiangnan lotus. Lotus fragrance is separated from Purdue, and lotus leaves are fresh all over the river. The room is easy to start with, and the handle comes with it. As soon as the flowers are exposed, they are wet and the stems of the wind are flickering.

Fold the lotus and give it to Tang Li Bai

Rowing to the river, the rippling river is more like a bright lotus. The water drops on the lotus leaf, but they don't roll round. This beautiful beauty is hiding in the colorful clouds, trying to give her flowers, but far away. Acacia and meeting life, melancholy in the bleak autumn wind.

Lotus ~ Li Shangyin

They are colorless and compatible, but they are not fragrant. Yao's seats were all set for the cool, but Jin was too late. Turn the light back and cross the socks with the water. Looking forward to saying goodbye to the autumn before, leaving home to sing a song.

Lotus ~ text

The green pond shakes the iron pot to pick up the gold, and the orchid is rolled into a white apple. It is necessary to put on socks for Luo Shenbo, and so far lotus plums have fragrant dust.

Going out to Jingci Temple late to see Lin Zifang ~ Yang Wanli

It is the scenery of the West Lake in June, which is really different from other seasons. Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.

Lotus on the pool of money ~ Wen Zhiming

Flowers fall in the south of the Yangtze River in September, and hibiscus turns to Zhongzhou. Beauty laughs across the water, and the sunset is still full of sorrow.

Dew wash jade plate Jintang cold, autumn wind blowing Jincheng ribbon. It's no use looking at each other. It's getting late, and there's a kind of seclusion in the pond.

Chemei ~ Li Qingzhao in Northern Song Dynasty

Red lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn. Who sent the brocade book? The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building. Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles.

One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.

Su Mu in Northern Song Dynasty ~ Zhou Bangyan

Burn agarwood to relieve summer heat. Bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird. The leaves of Chuyang withered all night, the water was clear and round, and the wind and lotus rose one by one.

My hometown is far away. When will I go? I live in Wumen and have been traveling in Chang 'an for a long time. Do the fishermen in May remember each other? Boat, dream into furongpu.

Li Antang ~ Huang Mingqiong

Dongjiatan is endless and tree-lined. Ten miles of brocade is constantly seen, and the west wind and the bright moon are still singing.

Picking lotus songs ~ Li Yaru

Lotus field is a lake with a faint bonus. Three or five boats will go, singing loudly.

Furong ~ Zheng Qing Banqiao

The most pitiful blush is a few traces, as well as the small bamboo door beside the bridge outside the water. Looking in the mirror, I was surprised and regretted. Shi used to live in Zhuze Village.

Reflections on Modern Leisure Writing of Idol

Say goodbye to the ancient town of Anyi, and the water of Ou Xiang is swaying in the canoe; The shore willows are dyed with green streams, and the lotus fragrance is brewed in autumn.

Living in a foreign land is poor and chaotic, and my hometown is happy; A man of virtue and wealth starts from scratch, and the lotus fairy comes to the door gladly.

Thinking of Xin in Nanting in Summer ~ Meng Haoran

The shadow of the mountain rises suddenly, and the moon in the pond rises slowly from the east. Hang your hair in the shade at night, open the window and lie down in a quiet and spacious place. The evening breeze sent waves of lotus fragrance, and the dew on the bamboo leaves made a crisp sound.

I thought I would want to make a song, make a song, I just hate my friends in front of me. Feeling for a night, I miss my old friends all night, and it is hard to miss them in my dreams.

Untitled second ~ Li Shangyin

The wind in the east wind, the rain in the wind, the rain in the wind, the sound of light thunder came from the other side outside the lotus pond. There is also a locked golden toad incense burner. Cigarettes are elegantly wrapped, like pulleys in a jade pot, and the traction rope is pumped into the well water.

Wang Wei dreamed that she was a beautiful young girl. Wang Wei had a pillow dream and wrote a poem. Never mind the flowers, even this bright flame of love, is it only ashes? .

Ailian said ~ Song Zhou Dunyi

The flowers of land and water plants are very fragrant. Tao Jin Yuanming loves chrysanthemums alone; Since Li Tanglai, the world loves peony very much; Love lotus alone, dirt-free, clear but not demon. Straight outside, not crawling, fragrant and clear. It is slim and elegant, so you can look at it from a distance without looking ridiculous. Want to call chrysanthemum, the hermit of flowers; Peony, blooming with wealth; Lotus, the gentleman of flowers. Hey! The love of chrysanthemum flowers is rarely heard after Tao; Who gave the lotus love? Peony love is suitable for all ages!

Love friends in summer ~ Ji Xu

In addition to the stillness of running water, you can sleep alone and be free. The moon gives birth to the forest, and the rain stays overnight like autumn. Looking back at Lian Fang, who sings Du Ruozhou? There is no dream at night, and you can swim if you have a dream.

Huanxi sand snow Zhao Yun

I hate the whole country, I cried a lot of red tears, and the wind condensed my skin. The setting sun is over the river, the palace is half flat, and the lotus is full of lakes.

Nanxiangzi Li Xun

Riding on a float and crossing the lotus pond, the song is melodious and wakes up the sleeping mandarin duck. You girls cuddle and laugh, compete for novelty and beauty, and shake the lotus cover to break the sunset.

Huanxi Shalijing

Xiang Lian sells green leaves, and the west wind worries about the blue waves. With the light * * * gaunt, ugly.

The chicken is far away in the drizzle dream, and the small building blows through the cold. How many tears I hate, leaning against the railing.

Sun Guangxian of Sidi Township

How's it going? More lingering feelings! Moths gather shame under the eternal water curtain. Liu Luo's skirts, tiny lines dragging blue waves. Look at the ground, rain hits the lotus.

Yi Yuhang Pan Lang

I remember that lonely mountain for a long time. It was like clusters in the middle of the lake. The monk's room is surrounded by the lake, and he will come back when it is clear.

Lotus fragrance spray even the clouds pavilion, pavilion sound clear eaves priests. Don't come to dust and stain other people's clothes, and dream of flying in vain.

Picking mulberry seeds Ouyang Xiu

After the lotus blooms, the West Lake will be fine. Here comes the wine, no need to mark it, followed by the green cover of the red chamber. The original boat went deep into the flowers, fragrant and golden, misty and rainy, drunk and returned to his hometown.

Linjiang county Ouyang xiu

In the willows outside, there is light thunder and drizzle in the pool; The sound of rain and the sound of rain, dripping on the lotus leaf, make a thin sound. Soon the rain stopped and the broken rainbow appeared in the west corner of the building. We leaned against the railing until the moon rose in the east.

Swallow flies back to the door, peeping at Hua Liang and asking. I took the curtain off the jade hook. The bed on the bed is flat, like a cool water wave, but there is no ripple. Watery pillow, there is a hairpin on the shore.

Gan Caozi Liu Yong

At dusk in autumn, the lotus is scattered and the pearls are raining. The moon is born after the rain, and it is freezing.

I can't stand such loneliness without companions in the swimming pool! But next to the parrot in the golden cage, the words pink lang are written.

Die Hua Lian Yan Dao Ji

The first turning point of frost was disappointing. Through Ye Ying's voice, it seems to imitate Qin E's singing. Take a nap, wake up one day, double bamboo covered with cold wave. Rain blows and wind blows, and the sky rises.

Beautiful poems about summer

Drunk book in Wang Hu Building on June 27th.

Su Shi

Dark clouds can't hide the mountains.

Bai Yu jumped into the boat.

The wind comes and blows away,

Overlooking the lake, the water is like the sky.

Lakeside temple at dawn

Song Yang Wanli

After all, in mid-June,

The scenery is different from the four seasons.

Lotus leaves are infinitely green,

Lotus is bright red.

Transparent small container

Song Yang Wanli

Spring is silent, cherish the trickle,

The shade of trees shines on the water, loving sunshine and tenderness.

Xiao He just showed his sharp corners,

Dragonflies have long stood on it.

The four seasons are full of idyllic excitement (plowing at night during the day and getting hemp at night)

Fan Song Chengda

Tilling during the day, numb at night,

The children in the village are responsible for their own affairs.

Children and grandchildren have not been liberated to engage in farming and textile,

And learn to grow melons in the shade of mulberry trees.

Four seasons pastoral miscellaneous interest

Fan Song Chengda

Plums are golden, apricots are fat,

The wheat is gray and the cauliflower is thin.

No one crossed the long fence,

Only dragonflies and butterflies can fly.

Precautions:

(1) Maicauliflower-Maicauliflower is called cauliflower, which is white and green, and it is between April and May of the lunar calendar in Suzhou, south of the Yangtze River. Cauliflower-refers to rape flower.

April and May of the lunar calendar are bright yellow, with fallen flowers and seeds, so it is called "sparse".

② Day length-the longest day from summer to day. Hedge, autumn hedge.

Qu Yuan is fresh and refreshing.

In June, lotus flowers filled the lake.

Red clothes and green fans reflect clear waves.

Mulan boat is like a girl selling flowers.

Picking a lotus home loves many children.

Xia Songyin Dai Shiping

The pond for feeding suckling ducks is shallow and deep.

The weather is half sunny and half cloudy when plums are ripe.

East Park brings wine, West Park is drunk.

Pick all loquats and a golden tree.

Lu song's journey in the quatrains of early summer

Red and purple turned into dust,

In the cuckoo's cry, summer is new.

Sang Ma couldn't stop,

I realized that I am a peace-loving person.

A song in the water margin

Nai'an Shi

The sun burns like fire,

Wild Tian He rice is half withered and half burnt.

The farmer's heart is like soup,

Grandson shook his fan.

Drunk book in Wang Hu Building on June 27th.

Su Shi

Dark clouds can't hide the mountains.

Bai Yu jumped into the boat.

The wind comes and blows away,

Overlooking the lake, the water is like the sky.

Xiao Jingci Temple sent Lin Zifang and Song.

After all, in mid-June,

The scenery is different from the four seasons.

Lotus leaves are infinitely green,

Lotus is bright red.

Yuriko koike Yang Wanli

Spring is silent, cherish the trickle,

The shade of trees shines on the water, loving sunshine and tenderness.

Xiao He just showed his sharp corners,

Dragonflies have long stood on it.

The four seasons are full of pastoral splendor (staying in the daytime and coming out at night) Song Fan Chengda.

Tilling during the day, numb at night,

The children in the village are responsible for their own affairs.

Children and grandchildren have not been liberated to engage in farming and textile,

And learn to grow melons in the shade of mulberry trees.

Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous Song Xing Fan Chengda

Plums are golden, apricots are fat,

The wheat is gray and the cauliflower is thin.

No one crossed the long fence,

Only dragonflies and butterflies can fly.

Beautiful in April, singing in May.

Xiu: refers to grass plants that bear seeds. Nau: The name of grass, also called "polygala tenuifolia", tastes bitter and can be used as medicine. Cicada, also known as cicada.

This describes the poetry of summer: in April, distant wishes bear fruit, and in May, cicadas keep singing.

The Book of Songs, Qi Feng, July.

Summer in April and summer in June.

B: Let's go. This poem describing summer means: summer begins in April and ends in June.

The Book of Songs Xiaoya April

There are long vegetation and trees around Xia Meng's house.

Xia Meng: The first month in summer, April in the lunar calendar. Lush: The appearance of lush leaves.

Tao Jin Yuanming's Reading Shan Hai Jing

The first summer was peaceful, and the grass didn't rest.

The first summer: Xia Meng, April of the lunar calendar. Rest: prosperity and decline.

Xie Lingyun's Swimming Redstone into Sailing Sea in Southern Song Dynasty

The beauty of spring is full of candles, and the summer is clear.

Spring rain: late spring. Summer harvest: early summer.

Liang, Wang, Monks and Confucian Shi Yan in the Southern Dynasties

Wheat ripens in the wind and plums turn yellow in the rain.

"Summer of Service" in Northern Zhou Yuxin

Trimming bamboo in the shadow of summer pool and sitting on the high shore with Changfeng.

Tan: By the water.

Sui's Summer Riverside

The shadow of the mountain rises suddenly, and the moon in the pond rises slowly from the east. It's cool at night, open my window and lie down calmly.

Write about the sunset, the moon and the cool scenery on a summer night.

Tang Meng Haoran, A Summer Sympathy in Nanting

In summer, the big trees return early.

Tang Quanqi's Summer Night in the Province

The bitter nights in midsummer are short, and the entrance is cool.

Xuan: Window.

Tang Du Fu's Summer Night Sigh

The shade is quiet, and the solitary flowers show spring.

Lonely flower: a flower. Chun Ying: The remnants of spring have arrived in early summer.

Tang Wei Wu Ying's You Kaiyuan Jing She

The remnants gather in the summer heat, and the new rain brings autumn haze.

Lan: Fog.

Tang's water pavilion was sent to the county government.

Summer begins with half of Yin Qi. It's like clouds and autumn.

Summer half: more than half in summer, after May, and half in lunar calendar. Seats: The way the wind blows.

Yu "Send Teacher Liu's Clothes"

Summer cicadas rush out and new autumn geese come.

Tang Bai Juyi's Night Banquet.

Summer Meng in the south of the Yangtze River is like planting bamboo shoots.

Edit. Qi is a castle and frog is an orchestra.

Xia Meng: Early summer refers to the fourth month of the lunar calendar. Cizhu: Bamboo name, also known as mother bamboo. F: It seems to be arranged. Qi: The ancients thought that blowing slugs (giant clams) could create a virtual scene of the castle. It is actually an illusion that light passes through air with different densities and reflects the prospect in the air. It is also called a mirage. Orchestral music: Describe frogs singing like playing music.

Xia Meng by Tang Jiajian

When the rocks slide and spray, it is sunny like rain, when the sun shines high, it is cold, and when the flowers fall, it is cold in summer.

Rock slip sentence: The spring waterfall on the rock flies in the air, like a rain curtain hanging on a sunny day. Candy Luo's sentence: The vines are winding in the forest, and the shade covers the sun, which makes people feel cool in midsummer.

Tang Fanggan's "On the Top of a Hong Yu"

Green trees, deep shadows, long summer, the reflection of the tower in the pond. The crystal curtains are moving, the breeze is blowing, and the whole picture is fragrant.

Crystal curtain: describes the balcony reflection in the water, crystal clear as crystal curtain, bright and clear.

Tang Gao's Summer in the Mountain Pavilion

The rain on the wall hangs down the fine grass, and the wind on the water belongs to the settlement flowers.

Chang's "Summer Veteran"

The warm wind blows the wheat fragrance on a sunny day, and the green grass wins the flowers.

The smell of wheat: the smell of wheat when it is harvested. Flowering time: when the flowers bloom.

Wang Song Anshi's "Early Summer is Things"

Why don't you like wheatgrass? Natsume is charming.

Fang Fei: Fragrant flowers and plants. Cute: suitable for people.

Guan's "My Dark Topic in March"

Old warbler chicks in the wind, plums in the rain, beautiful trees in the afternoon.

Jiashu: the laudatory name of a tree. This poem about summer means that young birds grow in the breeze, abundant rain fattens plums, and at noon, a cool round shade forms under the tree.

Song Zhou Bangyan's Man Ting Square Xia Jing

After the rain, the lotus is full of fragrance, and the magic pumpkin is cold and snowy.

Divine pumpkin: melons and fruits are soaked in cold water.

Wang Ci in Central Plains Memory

The sleepy weather is getting longer and longer.

Song notes Shu Zhen's "Scene": "Xie Que Haitang flies to the end, and the sunset is getting longer."

No one has ever crossed the fence, but dragonflies and butterflies can fly

Song Fan Chengda's Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous Interest

The breeze broke the summer for three days in a row.

Yuan Shi zi sha Gou branch

It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond.

Song Zhao Shixiu's Moon Tour: "In Huangmei season, it rains at home, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond. If you don't come at midnight, knock off the chess pieces and die. "

Red and purple have become dust, and the cuckoo sounds like summer.

Red and purple: refers to all kinds of flowers.

Song Lu You's quatrain in early summer: "Red and purple have become dust one after another, and the cuckoo sounds new in summer. Only when Sang Ma didn't do enough did I realize that I was a peaceful person. "

Sentences describing the vernal equinox

Sentences describing the vernal equinox

1, the flowers swept by the spring breeze are colorful. I asked Feng Chun, "Feng Chun Feng Chun, why can you change the color of flowers?" She said, "Because I am a great painter, I paint flowers more beautifully." It's true: people don't know where to go, but peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.

The willow leaves swept by the spring breeze are elegant and changeable. I asked Feng Chun, "Feng Chun Feng Chun, why can you change the shape of willow leaves?" She said, "Because I am a hairdresser, I help willow do a new hairstyle." There is a saying: I don't know who cut the thin leaves, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

3. Spring breeze blows away all attachment to winter; Spring breeze gently awakens everything from sleep; Spring breeze, everything in the world will start new efforts; Spring breeze, will those ignorant people understand the truth? Spring breeze makes my mother's stories interesting.

On the night when the spring breeze blew, there was no big appearance, and the darkness did not weaken. It was still a few sporadic rehearsals in the dark air. Old people are really annoying, but it's better than a dark space. After all, there is a spring breeze to create beauty and temptation. People who don't know are fooled and don't feel wronged, so this scene is rare. Rare! It is such an opportunity, and the satisfaction is satisfied, and the appreciation is appreciated. The beautiful scenery only comes out once here. Love is considerable, but you can see it without love.

5. In early spring, when I wake up in the morning, the wind is cheerful and beautiful. How beautifully he wrote the poem "Chanting Willow": the green makeup tree is high and the tapestry of thousands of strands of green silk hangs down. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. Although this poem praises spring, it also praises that it is the spring breeze that cuts the willow leaves so beautifully. You see, the willow branches are really long, and the delicate waist is dressed up by the spring breeze.

The bird came back from the south and circled around the tree. The rabbit took off his fur coat, put on cool spring clothes and ran on the lawn. The children put on sweaters and trousers and laughed happily. A little boy fell down and tried to help him, but before the spring breeze passed, he got up and continued to run in the fields with his friends in spring, and the whole land resumed its former prosperity.

7. The gentle spring breeze brings coolness and rare peace of mind. But spring has slipped away unconsciously, and now it can only be remembered. I came back sweating after playing the ball, and Chunfeng wiped my sweat with soft hands or scarves. She also filtered out the vanity that bothers me every day and brought a short and beautiful Buddha heart. More interestingly, the spring breeze always tickles my nose, sneezes and then takes a deep breath.

8. The winds of the four seasons are the loveliest spring breeze. The spring breeze touches the earth like a loving mother's hand, and the grass is dancing by the spring breeze, which is very beautiful; Small animals are also very adaptable to the spring breeze; Farmers began to sow in the spring breeze and strive for a better harvest in the future.

9, spring rain, spring rain play wind. They frolicked, laughed and unconsciously purified their dirty hearts. At the same time, scatter pure seeds to the earth, so that pure childlike innocence can blossom and bear fruit on earth.

10, Spring Breeze Like people, we all have the same hometown-the earth. Spring breeze brings people hope, enlightens people with life and accepts unprecedented warmth. It is like a poem, a poem of life, full of blood. When the flowers bloom quietly, a spring breeze blows, making them fragrant. The air is filled with flowers and smells charming. After the spring breeze blows, all kinds of flowers bloom quietly, and nature shows a beautiful and charming picture. The breeze is blowing, and it feels beautiful, so beautiful and so cool.

1 1, in the spring season, snuggling in the embrace of nature and wandering in the poetic landscape, how free and easy, how chic. The caress of spring breeze makes "flowers more and more beautiful, shallow grass can have no horseshoe" and "spring tide brings rain late and urgent". At the invitation of spring breeze, I also came to attend this grand spring banquet. As a result, the spring rain accompanied the wind girl, sliding into the sky like a meteor, playing a beautiful melody, and the smart notes floated with the wind.

12, spring breeze-the messenger of spring. She came to the world quietly with deep affection, ran briskly, sent warm sunshine, smiled at the frozen river, awakened the hibernating creatures, blew the green earth and blossomed all kinds of flowers. ...

13, although the spring breeze in the morning is not as biting as the east wind, it is very cold. When I opened the window, the wind blew, blowing up the curtains and hair, as if mocking me proudly: "Come and get me!" Grab me! Can't catch me! Hey! " She seems to want to make me angry. Does she know that I have a bad temper? If so, then I must not be fooled by her. She blew even harder when she saw that I was indifferent. It seems that she won't stop until she gets what she wants!

14, representing the spring breeze of justice flying everywhere and becoming justice. The catkins of weeping willows fluttered in the wind and bent around the pond, echoing each other. Isn't it a scene like "Jasper dressed as a tree, with thousands of strands of green silk tapestries hanging down", such a charming scenery? It means charming spring breeze, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors. When the spring breeze rests on the grassland, it seems that everything is brand-new. A green grassland is full of vitality and so exciting. I believe that the place with spring breeze will always be so beautiful.

15, the spring breeze is sometimes cold, sometimes gentle and sometimes naughty. It seems that not only people have feelings, but everything in the world has feelings. Spring breeze shows its most beautiful side through its unique expression.

16, spring is a symbol of beauty, among which the charming warmth and genial spring breeze move me most. Under the blowing of the spring breeze, the ice and snow melt and flowers bloom, which makes the warmth brought by this selfless spirit so rare. It is because of his variety that people are willing to praise it. I love you, charming spring and charming spring breeze!

17, the warm spring breeze caresses the earth, like a loving mother, stroking her child's cheek. Spring breeze brings us the breath of spring. Spring is different from summer enthusiasm, autumn sadness and winter vicissitudes. The warmth of spring attracts everyone to join.

18, the delicate spring breeze awakens the willows by the river, and the young willow buds emerge from the notes one by one; The warm spring breeze blew away the mountains and lingered; The soft spring breeze blew off the coat of spring bamboo shoots, pointed spring bamboo shoots, leaned out the pointed furry little head, opened his hazy eyes and looked curiously at the strange world outside.

19, you see, there are colorful clouds floating in the spring breeze, emitting a refreshing fragrance. She turned into a delicate grass bud and emerged from the solid earth: she turned into a wild goose returning to the north and flew back from the distant sky; She turned into a silk scarf as thin as a cicada's wing on a girl's body and walked leisurely from the bustling crowd-the warm spring breeze is the messenger of spring. Look, she flew over the mountains and rivers, leaving a trace of green, skimming over the earth, leaving a refreshing, floating over the green fields, leaving a little green light.

20. The chilly spring breeze blew away the frozen frost and snow all winter, and the weak flowers tried their best to absorb the earthly breath, ready to suddenly break through the burial of the soil one night, just like a butterfly that broke its cocoon and hugged the temperature of the sun in a hurry.

2 1, so is the spring breeze: the spring breeze is different from the heat in Xia Feng, and no matter how you fan it, you can't get rid of the hot air; The spring breeze is different from the sadness of the autumn wind. The wind is jingling and the dead leaves are fluttering. Spring breeze is different from the biting cold of winter breeze, looking for that poor warmth, shivering when touched. The spring breeze is graceful, like an artist, playing a wonderful spring symphony.