The story about spring is beautiful.

1. In spring, animals also wake up from a deep sleep. The grass began to sprout, and the land was full of thriving scenes. At first glance, there is a green scene everywhere, just like a watercolor painting.

2. Spring has come and young trees have sprouted. The leaves were bred in winter, and now they are finally sprouting. The willows are sprouting, green and covered with branches. When the wind blows, there seems to be an elegant girl dancing.

3, spring, not as passionate as summer, not as fruitful as autumn, giving people a joy of harvest, not as crystal clear as winter, but spring is gentle and intoxicating. I love you, Spring!

The yellow sunshine is lightly sprinkled on the body, without the enthusiasm of summer, the sadness of autumn and the sadness of winter. Gently touch the little dream in your heart and forget the promise of "turning into spring mud and protecting flowers"; Put aside the melancholy of "lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn"; I will loosen my hair tomorrow and put on the unruly fashion of fishing boat. In spring, should I also immerse myself in this short-lived hope?

Everything looks like I just woke up, and I opened my eyes with joy. The mountains are moist, the water is long, and the sun is blushing.

6. Spring is definitely a picture full of vitality.

7, spring rain rustling underground, like embroidery needles, like cow hair. The snow on the river melted, and the snow water merged into a stream and gurgled. In the river, tadpoles swim naughtily, as if looking for their mother. They are so cute.

8. Who sings the black elegy when spring fades, who watches the white village, my mercury, my fireworks and my black hillside full of irises when night falls. These immature scars, which will never heal, will only pass away quietly under the infection of green forest flowers. This is the first time I feel the budding vitality hidden under the lonely cheongsam.

9. There are more kites in the sky and more children on the ground. In urban and rural areas, every household, old and young, came out one by one, as if in a hurry. Relax, be full of energy and do your own thing. "A year's plan lies in spring"; At the beginning, there is plenty of time and hope.

10, the birds are singing beautiful songs happily, flying up and down on the sprouting willow trees, showing their talents with touching dances and dancing in spring.

1 1, stepping on her soft soil, I realized that the hotbed of life can be so flat. As long as the old man floats by in the season, all the sleeping seeds can be bred here, giving life a changing posture.

12, a flock of birds chirped above our heads, a large honey peak was falling on a golden winter jasmine, and beautiful butterflies were flying among the flowers. Spring has come, and they are very busy and don't live up to this great opportunity.

13, when the cold in winter gradually recedes, spring comes quietly. The snow on the hillside gradually melted, slowly revealing a corner of the castle peak, and the snow water flowed down the soil, awakening all the creatures sleeping underground.

14, beautiful spring, full of spring, full of green, the tender grass shines like jade.

15, the new grass on both sides of the river is smiling, like whispering to dandelion with its head down. On the edge of the grassland, there are trees and rows of poplars and locust trees ... The branches are covered with green leaves and delicate bodies, growing happily in the warm spring breeze. In the distance, the soft, threadlike branches of willows sway gently in the air under the spring breeze, which looks like clouds of smoke floating in the wind from a distance.

16. Buds in bud bloom into sweet smiles, like dreams, like sunset, more like a spring poem, and invisible hands flow inadvertently.

17, the wild rose curled up in the corner for a winter has climbed the wall of the spring breeze and greeted the spring blessings with its most delicate buds.

18 I love spring. I like to smell the flowers, see the new green of trees and listen to the singing of birds. I love spring because it is full of vitality and new hope.

19, spring is full, and nature is colorful: grass is like green waves, peach blossoms are like red faces, sunflower is golden, and magnolia is flawless. Crowds of thrush crouched on the branches like a welcome team. Peach and pear trees seem to be intoxicated by their own fragrance, and mangoes bloom like stars all over the sky.

20. The grass crept 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.