Find a beautiful article about scenery, not too long, but shorter.

-Zhu Ziqing

Looking forward to, looking forward to, the east wind is coming. The pace of spring is approaching. Everything looks like I just woke up. I opened my eyes with joy. The mountain rose, the water rose and the sun blushed.

The grass crawled out of the soil, tender and green. In the garden and in the field, look, there are many such trees. Sit, lie down, roll twice, kick a few balls, run a few laps, grab a few laps. The wind is quiet and the grass is soft.

Peach trees, apricot trees and pear trees are all in full bloom, and you won't let me or I won't let you. Red is like fire, pink is like chardonnay and white is like snow. Flowers are sweet; When I closed my eyes, the tree seemed to be covered with peaches, Xinger and pears.

Hundreds of bees are buzzing under the flowers, and butterflies of different sizes are flying around.

Wildflowers are everywhere: miscellaneous, named and unnamed, scattered in the grass like eyes, like stars, still flashing.

"Blowing your face doesn't make you cold", yes, like a mother's hand touching you. The wind brought the smell of new ploughing, mixed with the smell of grass, and the fragrance of various flowers, all brewing in the slightly humid air. Birds nest in flowers and leaves. They are very happy. Calling friends proudly showed off his crisp voice and sang melodious songs, which set each other off in harmony with the light wind and flowing water. The shepherd boy's piccolo on the cow's back is also ringing brightly all day at this time.

Rain is the most common and lasts for three or two days. Don't be upset. You see, like cow hair, like a flower needle, like a filament, densely woven diagonally, and there is a thin layer of smoke on the roof. The leaves are green and shiny, and the grass grows hard on your eyes.

At night, the lights turned on, and a little dim light set off a quiet and peaceful night. In the countryside, on the path and by the stone bridge, some people are walking slowly with umbrellas, and some farmers are working in the fields, wearing wrinkled hats. Their houses are scattered and silent in the rain.

There are more kites in the sky and more children on the ground. Every family in urban and rural areas, old and young, came out one by one. Relax your muscles, cheer up and do your duty.

"A year's plan lies in spring", which has just begun. Have enough time and hope.

Spring is like a newborn doll. It's new from head to toe and still growing.

Spring is like a little girl, dressed up and walking with a smile.

Spring is like a strong young man with iron arms and legs, leading us forward.