Looking for a composition

In daily study, work and life, we often see the figure of composition. With the help of composition, we can improve our language organization ability. What kind of composition can be called an excellent composition? The following is my search composition, welcome to read the collection.

Looking for a composition 1 "There are many flowers on the embankment in spring, and the tender willow branches are broken with strange fragrance". I read the text softly in my mouth and went to the wild before I knew it.

"What a vibrant spring!" I can't help sighing.

Look! Willow, stretching gracefully in the breeze, swallows willow branches in spring, helps it comb messy hair, greets like a willow, and flits playfully, sometimes to the east and sometimes to the west, indicating its welcome to spring. Swallows fly over the lake, their wings sweep up slightly, and the waves spread around. The stream that has been banned for a winter sends out "Ding-dong! Hey! " The sound of fish jumping on the water seems to say hello to tourists.

Walk in the field path and enjoy this spring. There is grass sticking out from the roadside. Looking around, there is a fluffy natural green carpet on the ground, which makes people feel the urge to lie down. There are sporadic wild flowers in the grass, including red, pink and purple. There are children's innocent laughter on the grass. They are running and jumping, playing on the grass, holding kite strings in their hands and pulling up beautiful kites.

There are colorful kites in the sky. Look! Two kites are about to get entangled. Suddenly, with a loud noise and children screaming, a plane landed. Even so, the children still have cheerful smiles on their faces.

The sky has become blue, dotted with white clouds. The sun shines the warmth of spring on the earth and sheds golden light. My heart is extremely happy. "Ah." Shouting at the sky. At this time, the clouds seem to be responding to my voice and gathering to the edge.

Gradually, the clouds covered the whole sky and moved down slowly. Swallows hover under the clouds, and the breeze blows the fresh branches and leaves, making a rustling sound. The clouds slowly turned black, and gradually, small raindrops fell from the sky, mixed with the smell of dust and faint flowers. As the saying goes: "The rain is crisp in the sky, and the grass color should be kissed rather than kissed." It has been said since ancient times that spring rain is as expensive as oil, which is really good. Can you believe it? is it going to stop raining?

Walk in the wild and enjoy the embrace of nature.

The East Lake Garden in spring is really beautiful.

When I entered the gate, I saw a big flower bed at first sight. There is a peacock standing on the big flower bed, with its head held high and its beautiful big tail proudly open like a big fan.

Walking along the pedestrian street, there are all kinds of small shops on the left and lush towering trees on the right. Looking up, the sun shone through the leaves and scattered tiny shadows. I have just arrived here, and I am already intoxicated here.

The cool stream took us to the lake. We looked at the lake, and it was really green, as if it were a flawless jade. Let's keep going. There is a big pavilion by the clear lake. We walked in and looked up. The design on the pavilion is very strange. It seems that if we are not careful, we will all be sucked in. The gazebo reflects the water, and the water also reflects the gazebo. It's hard to say who reflects who.

We continued to walk along the stream. There are many people here. They are all very leisurely. Some of them are sitting together chatting happily. Some of them are playing with the children and seem to be very happy. Some of them are resting quietly. It seems that they don't want anyone to disturb him.

The deeper you go, the cleaner the water in the lake becomes. At the lake, we saw camellia, which is in full bloom now! Many camellias have fallen, and the fallen camellias are laid on a red carpet, which is really beautiful.

Go ahead, there is a swimming pool by the lake. There are two fish spraying water in the pool. If you look carefully, you will find two small holes in the pool. Water flows in from the hole first, and then comes out from the fish's mouth. There are many small fountains by the lake, from which water spouts. It's beautiful. We walked onto a transparent bridge and looked back. Our community is really beautiful!

Looking for composition 3 Long life, what am I looking for? Wandering on the edge of love and pain, waiting for a spring rain, thoroughly washing the soul; Waiting for someone, you will miss them as much. Are all the memories still there?

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Our life, just looking for, looking for a person, looking for a place, from a strange to another strange. I always like to stand on the platform or wait, waiting for the long train to take my troubles and crush on the cold rails. Who can tell me when the train in my heart will pass? In the wasted years, whoever looks for something on the edge stumbles all the way and occasionally looks up at the sky at a 45-degree angle. White clouds drift by, but they can't hide the pain in their hearts. It always recovers in this spring rain, taking my pain far away. How far is it and how strange is it? But I believe that I have no regrets about the life I pursue. ...

Our life, just looking for, looking for a dream, for a parting, desperate encounter. Jing M.Guo once said, "Youth is a bright sadness". I can't understand the inside story of Fanghua, but I let it plant a shameful and beautiful dream in my heart. Always looking at her silently in the distance, catching her every move, sometimes elegant, sometimes. In my eyes, it has evolved into a beating note. But in this dead year, how much do you know about the flowers in your dreams? Salty dreams become dull because of family ties, and after waking up, everything goes back to the original point. I stood on the edge of love and pain, thought deeply for a long time, walked out of youth behind, and understood that it was time to cut my hand in the spring rain. I want to find a balance to weigh the love and pain in my heart, but I don't know that the balance has been dim in my heart for a long time. Who is the self-righteous dream in "Youth" saying goodbye to?

Our life, just looking for, looking for a person, to interpret sadness, forget life, a pack of paper towels when we shed tears, an encouragement when we are lost, and a concern when we leave. Will you be the soul mate I have been looking for all my life? I often wear all kinds of masks and shuttle through the crowd. ...

Today, the teacher took us for a spring outing. The students all arrived at the school gate early. Some students brought bread, instant noodles, biscuits and water. The teacher came and said, "Let's line up in groups of eight and choose a captain and a vice captain."

We set out. I feel the breath of spring beckoning to us, as if our arrival excited me. We walked on the road, passed the red light, and arrived at the first stop "Quanfo Temple". The scenery here is as beautiful as a fairyland. We saw another dazzling flower, and the teacher took a picture on it. We saw colorful flowers. The teacher took another picture with me, and I saw those bright eyes, so beautiful!

We arrived at the next stop, where there was a factory with colorful flowers. We went to ask and said, "Let's go in and have a look at those little white flowers." The doorman said, "No, no one can enter unless they are workers here." We all said to the teacher in dismay, "There are many beautiful flowers in the teacher's factory, but the workers said we were not allowed to go in and look at them, so we had to look outside." The teacher used to take some photos of flowers in that factory, and we left. I said to myself, "This factory is too stingy to go in and have a look."

We arrived at a bridge, and everyone said excitedly, "Great, we finally arrived." The teacher took some pictures of small trees and colorful flowers with her camera. The photos taken are so beautiful. We flew down quickly in high spirits, and everyone was very excited at first sight, so we could go to waste water. Let's look for some stones. Someone has begun to drift. Some people float six times in a row, but my highest record is five. Wang Xiaosong drifting more than a dozen times is our highest record. I have two stones in my hand. I am practicing. Later, I played with Ma Chenxi. It turns out that Ma Chenxi just got into the water to play, but not as much as I did! We are having a good time. Some people say we are leaving, and I can't bear to leave.

This is my discovery of spring, a happy discovery!

Looking forward to, looking forward to, spring is coming, and the pace of spring is near! Listen, the free stream is sometimes wide, sometimes narrow, sometimes urgent, sometimes slow, always changing the tune and rushing, playing a cheerful tune for spring. Not to be outdone, bees are buzzing everywhere, as if in ...

Looking forward to, looking forward to, spring is coming, and the pace of spring is near!

Listen, the free stream is sometimes wide, sometimes narrow, sometimes urgent, sometimes slow, always changing the tune and rushing, playing a cheerful tune for spring. Not to be outdone, bees are buzzing everywhere, as if to remind people that "a year's plan lies in spring" should be worked hard!

Birds are chirping happily in the branches, as if to convey the joy of spring to the world. You see, everything is full of energy. The mountains are green, the water is green, and there are golden waves in the rape field. The peach blossoms in full bloom behind the house float in the air like pink glow, which makes people pay attention for a long time and are unwilling to move away. The azaleas on the mountain are in full bloom under the touch of the sun, in full swing, green mountains and green waters, decorating spring into a beautiful dream. The happiest are the little dolls. When the weather is fine, they roll somersaults on the grass and leave lovely footprints in the fields. Kites under the blue sky carry their happiness and fly high. ...

Smell it, the warm sunshine is filled with flowers such as pear blossoms and peach blossoms, mixed with the fragrance of earth, which makes people want to take a sweet nap. The dream is full of pears and peaches ... and the happy smiling faces of the children.

Spring is beautiful, beautiful, full of vitality and hope, which makes people look forward to it. Spring, from one end to the other, with a strong call, will leave footprints in everyone's heart.

You, feel it?

Looking for six people's compositions to find her thousands of Baidu, suddenly looking back, the beautiful scenery is there, the lights are dim.

Notes before the text of a book or after the title of an article.

Beauty in life is everywhere, and it always attracts us to pursue it. With novelty, I went to find the true meaning and existence of beauty.

Beauty comes from observation.

In nature, not only beautiful scenery, but also everything around us is worth pursuing. In spring, flowers bloom. Who will notice the vines on the wall? Those flowers are small, string by string, next to each other, hidden in the green leaves, inconspicuous, but beautiful; In summer, when the storm comes, who has carefully observed the sky? When it was getting dark, like a gray cloth bag that trapped people and made people breathless, a crack and a bright crack suddenly appeared on the cloth bag. In an instant, that shocking beauty can't be expressed in words.

Beauty comes from listening.

The ups and downs of the melody are unpredictable Sometimes, there are fresh and comfortable bridges and flowing water; Sometimes, there is the passion of the rising sun; Sometimes, there are shadows swaying mysteriously; Sometimes, there are stars and silence. Close your eyes and listen, it is like a stream, flowing slowly in your heart, taking away anxiety and troubles, leaving only a fresh, pure, clear and comfortable one.

Beauty comes from reading.

I don't know where I read a sentence, children who study are born with beauty. This sentence has cultivated my interest in reading for many years. I always love to open the thin pages with soft lights in the dead of night, so that the ink can gently stain my fingertips and hairline, and finally gently touch my heart. Read the "angry crown" in "Man Jiang Hong" and find the majestic beauty; Reading "Root Bird", lilies are magnified in the winter valley, and the beauty of bleak dreams is found; Read Ansai waist drum and look for unrestrained beauty. Suddenly, the book also has emotions. She gave me beautiful education and enlightenment, which is an eternal glory in my heart.

Everything in life contains beauty, so calm down and look for it. Beauty is everywhere!

Others say that rainbows will be seen after the storm. Because rainbows always make people feel the purest moment when they are bitter and sweet. But I feel that finding the rainbow is not necessarily after the storm. But finding your own rainbow must be after the storm.

For example, our parents, who raised us with great pains, can be more sensible. For parents, they just see a warm world like a rainbow. Because it is so sweet to see the fruits of your efforts, even if it is bitter, it is worthwhile.

We are always looking for distant and beautiful rainbows, but think about it, in fact, there are many beautiful rainbows watching you all the time. It's just that we don't want to set foot on it, and we have been searching persistently, but we often don't know what to look for.

Sometimes, the happiest moment is not in the distant "colorful" but in your own eyes and heart. None of this will change.

We can pursue the beautiful rainbow. Everyone is qualified, but everyone's starting line is unfair. In the days of looking for rainbows, it often takes great efforts and costs to achieve the goal.

There is a sentence in Li's poem: Are you too casual or am I too persistent? I think this sentence is very good. Perseverance is persistence at best and stubbornness at worst. I don't know. The best feeling is obviously around. If you don't find it, you may lose it.

I hope I can always set foot on the road of finding rainbows, keep practicing and find my own and better rainbows.

Looking for a composition 8 spring has come quietly, spring has come, and everything has recovered.

At first glance, the ground is covered with green grass, which grows hard in the soil and is gently brushed and swayed by the breeze.

Along the way, I saw many flowers and plants, and many flowers and plants would be ignored by me. Only this time, a grass and a flower are reflected in my mind, which makes me unforgettable. Although these are just some unknown flowers, I know that they are all life and the source of vitality.

Flowers and plants take root and sprout in the soil. Although the grass will wither, it is also colorful in the last minute of its existence, which still shows that it loves freedom and life.

Turning around, I saw several rape flowers struggling to grow in the corner, swaying gently in the wind.

I don't know who cut off the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. "This poem vividly describes the willow tree. Willow has pulled out new leaves, just like a girl's shunfa, charming and fragrant.

Willow is gentle and swaying in the breeze. It is a beautiful scenic line, showing a flawless landscape before our eyes.

Then, the gurgling river appeared in front of my eyes, and the stream was crystal clear, but I didn't see any fish playing under the water.

There are several little yellow ducks swimming in the river. The duckling is cute and wags its tail. This scenery can be described by a poem "white hair floating green water, red palm stirring clear waves"

Today's weather is particularly fresh. Several birds fly by from time to time in the sky. They fly carefree in the sky. How free birds are. I looked up at the sky until the birds disappeared.

Spring has come, everything wakes up, saplings and vegetation are trying to grow, and when the wind blows, it forms a beautiful movement.

Spring has come, have you noticed it?

Looking for composition in February 15, after buying new year's goods, I suggest my mother go for an outing together. After discussion, we decided to drive to west taihu lake to find spring.

At dawn, my two-year-old sister and my parents dressed up for a trip. Mom concentrated on driving, and my sister and I sat in the back and sang all the way. In less than an hour, it has been a different day for Huabo. I saw west taihu lake in the sun, sparkling and quiet as a virgin, wearing a long light green dress, as if welcoming us.

I am breathing fresh air and don't want to exhale. From a distance, the vast lawns, winding promenades and flowing bridges all show the beauty, strangeness and ingenuity of our gardens in the south of the Yangtze River. And that unique building, as a member of Huadu Wujin, how can it not be proud of it?

Wujin in spring, Wujin in spring-beauty! Perhaps God was also moved by this beautiful scenery. It rained in Mao Mao, and the flowers in the rain had a different flavor. In the oblique wind and drizzle, the trees are nodding, the flowers are trembling, the grass is green, and the whole is like a fairy with a pear flower and rain, regardless of the elegance of everyone's family.

"It's so beautiful! I love it here! " I can't help crying in the rain. My sister also echoed: "I love it here! I love it here! " "Look at you two!" Dad laughed at the side. At this moment, I looked at my mother. She sat in a chair beside the flower bed, with her ear leaning against the flower, as if listening to something. I stepped forward curiously and put my ear on the flower. Oh, Xiaohua seems to say to me, "Little Sister, do you think we are cute?" I quickly replied softly: "Cute, cute, really cute. Chinese and foreign tourists must like you very much! " "Hearing this, the floret smiled and couldn't help laughing. ...

"Baby, let's go!" I don't know when, my mother has left the flower bed, walked to the front and waved me away. I'm surprised. I looked at my watch. It was already twelve o'clock.

Sitting in the car, I'm still reminiscing about the unique spring in west taihu lake, which really makes me linger.

Where is your passion for composition 10? Love is between relatives, between teachers and students, between friends ... we seldom find love. Why? Because we don't know how to observe, a small action and an ordinary language are filled with infinite love.

Once upon a time, I always felt that I had never been loved, but since I entered primary school, I have gradually felt warm affection; Pure friendship; Sincere teacher-student relationship ...

I remember when I was in the third grade, I met a good friend-john young. From her, I really feel what is love, what is love and what is friendship!

Once in an art class, the teacher asked us to cut small animals to see who could cut them better. I forgot to bring my scissors, so I borrowed them from my good friend john young. She handed me the scissors without hesitation, and I looked at her hand casually. Ah, she actually pointed the scissors at herself and pointed the plastic at me just to prevent me from being stabbed by the tough side of the scissors. My heart is burning like a raging fire, so warm! I immediately picked up scissors and pondered for a long time: if someone accidentally touched one of us, john young would get hurt, and I would "run away" from the robbery ... I was so touched. Isn't this a little love?

A small action, a warm love, a pure friendship ... It is because of that pure friendship that I found that there is actually a lot of love around me. A look is a kind of love, an action is a kind of love, a word is a kind of love ... Love is everywhere, all the time!

Love fills the whole society. As long as you look hard, you will find love. That kind of love will fill our hearts with warmth. That kind of warmth is from the heart and will make us stronger and stronger! Looking for love is meticulous. Let's learn to look for love. ...

Looking for a composition 1 1 Lie down and watch Jiangdong die and watch the Jade Rabbit rise to the East. Qingquan Lengshi, reciting Qu Yuan's ci; Strange mountains and different peaks, read the sword. With a vast territory and rich resources, Wan Li has cultivated romantic figures; Outstanding people make talented poets in Greater China. Bright as water, I will taste the ancients this month; If the rivers and seas are boundless, the ancient sages will shine again this month. Set foot on the battlefield of Jinge and visit the west wind of the ancient road. Looking for great achievements of ten thousand generations, looking for eternal heroes.

At the beginning of language, the first philosophers appeared. Zhuang sheng becomes a butterfly, riding on a white horse instead of a horse; Confucius is in Linchuan, and the deceased is like this. Munkesjo was born to take justice, and Xun Kuang carved stone to open it. Zhang Yi can talk, but Han Fei is good at accommodating. What philosophers think is still a mirror today; A hundred schools of thought contend, and the light is coming.

At the beginning of the discovery of Ci Fu, I was called Dr San Lv. "Nine Songs" and "Nine Chapters" are full of tears; Li Sao and Tian Wen are loyal. Qi rushed to heaven, and loyalty shook the world. Sorrow is hard to wash, and sighing clouds cover the sun. In the Warring States period, ci and fu were sonorous, and Jian 'an literary talent was flying. Meng De's wine is still the ambition of an old horse; Zi Jian is a gift, and there is still a show of Luo Shen. Green bamboo in the garden, abandoning fame and fortune; Wang Xiejia, there are more Putonghua than stars.

Five unique and seven methods, long rhythm. For poetry, while chasing Li Tang. Thinking too white, the bright moon is coming; The beauty of children is suffering, and sorrow is sorrow. A mountain is lingering, and Lotte pays attention to people's livelihood. Word reading, Zhu Ji Qiong Yao. Thousands of stone peaks, the milky way flies down. The sky is beautiful and heroic; Dapeng helps Yao, and his ambition is as dry as Kun.

Five pronouns are abundant, and the two masters of the south are the best. Sad for the death of the country, sad for the length of the river. Thinking songs, gathering of British people. Liu Yongzhi's words, the market can back; Qin Guan's works are meticulous. It is easy to be a layman, tears are wet, seeking, being sad, and being cool. Lu you defends the border, and his heart is in the old Cangzhou of Tianshan Mountain; Su Xin, a hero, dreams of going back to the company to shoot Sirius. Staggered sentence pattern, long view.

Yuanqu is written in plain text, and there is a bucket in the car. I'm tired of people, but I forget my desire to know. Sigh that the old man has gone and leave a long chapter; People who cherish the present are eager and fuels. Look for ancient rhyme and revisit this article. Du Li has been born from generation to generation, and there are many talented people in the world. Praise a poem:

Looking for ancient humanities,

Generation after generation of talents to supplement.

Jiangshan is beautiful and handsome.

The sky is boundless!

Looking for a composition 12 Looking at the swaying trees outside the window, watching the golden sun rise in the east early, and watching the students walk across the playground, I suddenly found that spring was coming, and I also unloaded my luggage.

Walking alone on the path, without the cold wind, I only feel the sunshine passing overhead, and I feel the warmth of my whole body. Sunshine jumps on peach trees, peach blossoms fall, leaving the tender powder on the ground, and the fragrance lingers on the nose.

In spring movies, flowers and leaves are always the protagonists, and beautiful fragments are constantly staged. "independence". In this season of flowers, roadside flowers have already boarded the palace of green leaves. The outline of a flower is like that beautiful butterfly, flapping its wings and wanting to fly. I strongly feel that beauty is hidden in it. It is a little shy and expecting, waiting for the opportunity to show its beauty.

Spring is a flower season and a rainy season. The sky is full of' temper' and people talk to it from time to time. There is no law and no reason. You can come and go at any time ... leave an ink painting for the world, and everything in the distance becomes blurred, like a floating mist.

Youth is also the flower season, and it is also us. We have courage, like hibiscus in bud; We have capital, like the spring rain all over the world.

The spring of life is now, not us, not youth. No matter how beautiful a flower is, it is in vain without green leaves. No matter how strong we are, we won't cut the thorns, that's all.

Natural spring does not stop at visual enjoyment, and the spring of life is not wasted on ignorant play.

Spring has come and gone quietly. In the meditation of "getting wet in clothes, raining apricot blossoms and blowing cold willows", I picked up a peach blossom and put it in my palm, as if to hold up the face of the whole season and see through everything ... Looking at its overflowing colors, I knew that this was the spring I was looking for.

Looking for a composition 13 spring is the most emotional season in a year, and it is also a season full of poetry and painting. "Spring" has always been the creative object of writers and artists. Spring, in the eyes of writers, is a vibrant new life; In the painter's pen, it is a landscape painting with a green color gamut. Now is the season of peach, willow and green, and spring is blooming. Let's look for the footprints of spring together!

Spring has come, and the girl in spring is walking briskly on the road in the country with a smile. She waved countless ties for the motherland and embroidered a light yellow and green spring dress. Colored silk is a constantly changing color. The earth at this time is like a changeable palette, with yellow, green, white and red appearing alternately. ...

Look, the grass is quietly sprouting and breaking ground. From a distance, it looks like a velvet light green brocade forged. When you get close, "yo"! Just now, the new green was gone, and suddenly I remembered the poem "The sky is like a drizzle, the grass is close at hand, but there is nothing".

Look, the invitation of spring-flowers, scrambling to open, competing for beauty, red like a beating flame, pink like a baby's face, white like a pure winter snow. It is intoxicating and intoxicating, and it can't tolerate dust; The fragrance is intoxicating, emitting the breath of spring. Beautiful flowers and fragrant smells attracted the birds returning from spring to stop on the branches and refused to leave for a long time. It awakens people's hope for spring with its mellow, sweet and moving voice.

Listen, isn't that the cheerful song of birds? Swallows have crossed the mountains and flew back to the north, flying and singing in the sky. Some are busy catching insects to eat, some have started to build nests, and some are flying around in the sky, perhaps to see the new changes in the city.

Wherever you go, you will find that spring brings beauty and vitality to the earth. Spring is everywhere, birds are singing and insects are singing, which is picturesque. Let's plant a seed of hope and plant this green hope in this hopeful season!

The night before the spring outing, I slept at my good friend Li Mingqi's house. That morning, we got up, Li Mingqi's mother cooked and we ate. Li Mingqi took a lot of delicious food from home, as well as a lot of water and bread.

We just went out and walked not far when we saw our classmate Han Bo. We left together. We walked to the school gate. There were very few people there at that time, less than ten people. Bo Han didn't take anything to eat at that time, so he took ten dollars and went to the grocery store to buy food for nine dollars. I didn't take a dollar at that time. I am very grateful to him. After a while, there are more and more people in our class. After a while, the teacher came and we reported to the monitor. The teacher divided us into four teams, two boys and two girls. On the way, one person from each team, the vice captain saw many willows, and the green leaves looked so cool in the water. We also saw many flowers and plants, and many students exchanged their own food. Everyone was talking and laughing. We walked for a while. Seeing the car dismantling shop, we all went shopping. There is a stone like a horse's head on the edge of the garage. We all said that the teacher should take a picture of us. Some of us are standing on the rocks, while others are still sitting on the ground. In this way, the teacher took a picture of us and we started walking again. After a while, we went to the river that the teacher said. We talked about the other side of the river bank, and the teacher agreed to let us go to the other side and draw water with stones to see how much the man drifted. After a while, the teacher asked us to eat, and everyone took out their own dishes for the teacher to eat. Some of us ate it.

This is the question of whether our spring outing is fun or not. I wrote to Wang Miao, hoping that he can go with you next time.

Looking for a composition 15 with the arrival of spring, let everything grow from "0". Aren't green grass and colorful flowers all symbols of spring?

I don't know when the camphor trees on the roadside have sprouted, and the green buds are trying to grow towards the sun.

Pieces of them, bearing the hope of sunshine and the dream of camphor trees, get together in groups of three or five to absorb the warmth and beauty of sunshine.

Those dead leaves, squeezed by new leaves, have no place to stand. It smiled with relief and was blown to the ground by the wind.

The roadside flowers are also bright and beautiful, not only in different colors, but also in different shapes. They bloom one after another on the roadside, so striking, so vibrant and so beautiful.

Of course, flowers have fragrance, but they also carry the fragrance of earth, drifting with the wind and floating into everyone's heart.

There will be some grass on the small lace, which is fresh and beautiful.

In addition to the unknown flowers on the roadside, the flowers in the flower and bird market are more beautiful, peach blossoms and plum blossoms are competing to open, and orchids are also joining in the fun. Flowers are not uncommon in this flower and bird market. The flowers are everywhere. Everywhere I go, my eyes are full of colors, and different styles are constantly changing. There are always new pictures in my mind.

Spring sunshine is the best, not cold, but warm, which makes people sleepy. I want to close my eyes for a while and feel the embrace of sunshine.

The sky is blue, the lake is green, white clouds are floating in the sky and red fish are swimming in the lake. There are birds in the sky and birds in the lake. Where did the birds in the lake come from? From the sky, reflected in the lake.

A year's plan lies in spring, spring, a beautiful season.