Prose in spring

Spring has come, and the wind knows. It struggled to blow away the severe winter, and it knew it. Let's take a look at the prose about spring, for reference only! thank you

Prose in spring 1 The footsteps of spring are coming to us, and the thick breath of spring is coming to us. In a blink of an eye, spring has come to us. Let's embrace it with deep affection.

I love spring, which brings people expectation and harvest. Spring makes the earth warm and everything recovers. Spring is the season of sowing, the season of flying expectations and the season full of passion.

I like spring. She sent away the cold, brought warmth, turned the earth green and turned people's expectations into reality.

I love spring. Spring keeps people busy, and the fields are boiling. Vehicles of all sizes and all kinds of harrowing and grinding machines deliver fertilizers, so that the land that has been hibernating for a winter becomes steaming under the call of spring, and people sing happily and become the most beautiful scenery in the fields.

I love spring, which makes people go out and enjoy the warmth of nature. In parks, roads and fields, there are more people walking leisurely. Spring brings people a happy and happy mood in the new year and brings people into a good time in the new year.

I like spring, which attracts countless birds from all over the world. With the arrival of spring, birds sing heartily, which brings them more opportunities and conditions for survival. Birds have more delicious food to taste and enjoy, and people enjoy the beauty of harmony between man and nature.

I love spring, which breeds the revival of everything, accelerates the greening of the earth and breeds lush green leaves. Spring lets us see the ocean of flowers, the green world and enjoy the beauty.

I like spring. Spring is when people are in the best mood. The sunshine in spring is mild and bright, always fascinating; The fresh and humid air in spring always makes people feel refreshed; The temperature in spring is warm and moderate, which always gives people a comfortable feeling.

I like spring. Spring is like a song. It ripples on the vast Yuan Ye, across mountains and plains, across the rushing Yellow River and Yangtze River, and reverberates in the world.

I like spring. Every day in spring is a blessing for the New Year, and it is also the beginning of expectation and harvest. Spring makes people full of confidence and have new pursuits.

A year's plan starts with spring. Let's realize our better and more beautiful wishes in this spring!

I like hot summer, fruity autumn and flawless winter, but I prefer sunny spring.

Spring has come, and the spring girl came to this world with a smile and came to that familiar place. First of all, Miss Chun gently stroked Xiaocao's brother's head with her soft hands. Xiaocao's brother looked up. It turned out to be a spring girl, and Xiaocao's younger brother quickly put on new clothes and stuck out his little head. Miss Chun came to Hua again and awakened Hua with her sweet voice. At first, Hua was too lazy to get up. She just looked around. Suddenly, when her eyes lit up, she saw her brother wearing new clothes, blushing and shyly opening the flowers. "How beautiful! Why didn't you open it earlier? Ah! How beautiful! " Spring girl said admiringly. Miss Chun found the willow again. Sister Liu is really diligent. Miss Chun woke up before she called, and was braiding her hair. Miss Liu met Miss Chun and said, "Hello, Miss Chun! You are so early! " Miss Chun also took the lead and said, "Come, let me help you clean up! Make sure you are beautiful. " Say that finish, then put the willow sister's long braid comb very beautifully.

The arrival of Miss Chun took off the transparent "crystal" clothes on the peaks and rivers and ushered in a thin green sweater. The river is spouting. "Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa" What wonderful "music"! Small fish in the river swim fast! I think I will definitely win the championship. Ducks in the river flock together to hold a singing contest! They are happily paddling with their own feet, while their throats are constantly screaming, ah! What a wonderful song it is!

Looking up, a group of lovely swallows are dancing in the sky! It turns out that it is not only grass, flowers, fish and ducks that greet spring, but also such a lovely little black girl!

In the field, the sound of sowing caught my attention. Ah, the farmer's uncle is sowing grain! I saw the seeds, with the expectations of farmers' uncles! Rooted in fertile soil. I think: when autumn comes and the harvest is good, the farmer's uncle will be happy!

Ah! Spring brings people expectation and happiness. This is the first day of the four seasons! When I grow up, I will shoulder the heavy responsibility of building the motherland and make the motherland's tomorrow better than spring!

Essay 3 in Spring When I strolled towards Yuan Ye, among the mountains, I looked around and saw towering mountains in front of me. A vast forest is like a mountain with clothes on its shoulders. Branched streams happily mingle with songs and rush to wide rivers. Golden sunshine shines through the morning mist between the quiet mountains and rivers. Set foot on this sleeping land. I seem to smell the breath of spring, and my heart and lungs stretch. There is a gentle breeze blowing in my ear. The breeze is like a pair of warm hands touching me, which makes me feel relaxed and happy. There are several clusters of sprouting grass in front, covered by several yellow leaves. I walked over and gently pushed away the yellow leaves, and the grass had grown green leaves. Ah, spring has come, and the vast and soft land in Shan Ye has awakened. Branches and trees have stretched out their waists and opened their hearts, and green grass has broken through the remnants of winter to welcome the dawn of spring. Spring is coming. The cold winter has retreated, the ice and snow have melted quietly, and the cold wind has given up violence and recklessness and become gentle. The singing of birds seems to awaken all things to sleep, and all life is flourishing.

The wind in spring is warm. She seems to be a pair of gentle hands stroking you and soothing the devastation of winter. Although her hands are rough, your heart is full of warmth. The grass in spring is green, light and tender. Just like the painter's pen is not described in depth, fresh and elegant, pleasing to the eye.

In spring, the trees are silent, the branches are not yet strong, and the leaves are gradually opening.

The flowers in spring are fragrant, with thousands of flowers, azaleas all over the mountains, pear blossoms and peach blossoms by the stream competing for each other. .

I like to walk along the path in spring. I can smell the spring and revel in the fragrance of vanilla. I like to see the green of the earth in spring, because it contains the bud of expectation and marks the beginning of life.

I love spring, because it drives away the cold and haze in winter, because it gives people warmth and longing. I love spring, because spring is the beginning of life and expectation.

In spring, you start sowing, sowing blueprints, sowing ideals, sowing expectations. Wave your powerful arms and use your wise brain to constantly develop, fantasize and create.

In spring, you are working hard, because the opportunity is right in front of you, and she is like a blank sheet of paper waiting for you to describe. But spring must not wait, otherwise there will be no harvest in autumn. There is also spring in our life, so we need to make good use of it to create spring in our hands and harvest our beautiful tomorrow.

Essay 4 in Spring: "A year's plan lies in spring, and a day's plan lies in the morning." It was good for the ancients to stay, but I came to Taiziwan Park with my parents in the best season of the year and the best time of the day with love.

I'll believe that when I see it. As soon as I entered the gate, I felt with emotion: the park in spring is really beautiful! Look at it once and never look with your eyes again, for fear of losing your soul; The park in spring smells good! Flowers "filled with dew" are competing to spit, fragrant and fragrant; How beautiful the park is in spring! All kinds of flowers rush to open, with different postures and bright colors ... and then my parents seem to be intoxicated in this beautiful environment like me. I took a deep breath, and the refreshing fragrance instantly "slipped" into my body, from brain to heart, to heart, and finally integrated with my body, as if my whole body had been baptized by spring.

Walking through the gate, deep in the corner of the park, my mother and I found several small wild flowers competing to open. Smell it. Wow! It smells really good! I couldn't help being stunned by the fragrance of flowers. I didn't expect a small wild flower to emit such a strong fragrance. It's amazing! Just as my mother and I were enjoying this humble little wild flower, my father's cry came not far away: "Come on! Come and see the tulips! " My mother and I are busy looking for my father's position. Oh! I saw a large piece of tulips with thousands of gestures and graceful shapes rushed into my eyes. The tulips here make up a colorful sea of flowers, which is like a well-prepared beauty contest!

After seeing the beautiful tulips, I came to the paradise of cherry blossoms, and the cherry blossoms in plain makeup bloomed quietly on both sides of the park. I found that the life span of cherry blossoms is very short. As soon as the new cherry blossoms open, there will be blooming cherry blossoms falling from the sky, just like a flash in the pan. Soon, it fell to the ground, like adding a long skirt to the lovely mother earth. ...

After coming out of Taiziwan Park, I still smell of flowers. Although people have come out, my mind is still full of vibrant tulips, plain cherry blossoms and tenacious small wild flowers ... I feel that Miss Chun has slowly come to us with light steps!

If I were a poet, I would write a poem for the beautiful spring.

If I were a painter, I would draw a picture for the beautiful spring.

If I were a musician, I would write a hymn for the beautiful spring.

Beautiful spring contains beautiful things.

"Blowing your face is not cold." How gentle the spring wind is, like a mother's kind hand stroking a child's face. It is not as hot as Xia Feng, as cool as autumn wind and as cold as winter wind. Spring breeze is selfless. It awakens the earth, plants and hibernating animals.

"I want to get wet with my clothes." Spring rain is like a girl who has just grown up, so she has a sense of rhythm and music. She won't come and go as quickly as the summer rain. She is always dripping water, which brings moisture to everything. "Spring rain is as expensive as oil", no wonder industrious farmers affectionately call it "rain-loving".

On such a day, how can flowers that love beauty not show their faces? Flowers are becoming more and more attractive. There is a beautiful flower here and a cluster there. All kinds of colorful flowers are rushing to open, which makes people dizzying.

Of course, how can there be no animal performances on such a good day?

Fish come out in the drizzle, and swallow in the breeze. Fish come out to play in the water, as if tasting the dew brought by the spring rain. Swallows fly freely in the spring breeze, and birds in the mountains come out, passing through the air for a while and landing on the branches there for a while. All kinds of birds are singing together. They are trying their best to present a song for this beautiful spring.

In this spring when birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, and everything is reviving, hardworking farmers have sown the seeds of expectation. Spring is also the season when tea gardens are fragrant. Farmers flocked to the mountains to pick tea. They are in a good mood, smiling all over their faces, and it is another tea harvest year. Several farmers talked to each other on the opposite mountain, and some even sang folk songs to express their love for spring. Several playful children are digging bamboo shoots in the lush bamboo garden, and the piccolo of the shepherd boy on the back of the cow is also ringing loudly. In the evening, people went home to make tea, and the village was filled with the fragrance of new tea. It's a fairyland on earth-an intoxicating tea town.

Spring is so beautiful. "A year's plan lies in spring", let's sing a hymn of spring for this beautiful spring!