Talking about spring and beautiful spring scenery in March (excerpt from 28 sentences)

1, March wind, gently rubbing your face, happy and refreshing,

2. In the spring of March, fireworks are like mountains, and the moon is boundless, praising autumn and spring.

In early spring and March, who would have expected a drizzle and a gust of wind tomorrow after a sunny day? ...

It's spring and March again, the season of willow, green and red flowers. Spring returns to the earth, presenting a beautiful scenery full of vitality.

Indulge in the breeze and wine and feel the beauty of life. May there always be spring in March in our life.

6. In March, the sunshine pours down warmly, and in spring, like a gentle and beautiful girl, she gently dances her sleeves. Smile, colorful, smile, drizzle.

In July and March, it turned out to be pomegranate red and pear white. As we all know, Yu Wei, who lives in the winter of 202 1, seems to have a strong personality. So far, he is unwilling to let go of that hateful indifference.

March is the season of spring, and March is the hometown of flowers. They smiled, opened their mouths, absorbed the breath of spring and smiled at each other.

9, March wind, gently caressed the face, warm. The sky in March is inseparable and intimate. The sunshine in March is soft and not dry, which makes people feel very comfortable.

10, March, should be the season of bright spring, should be the season of breeze and drizzle to create life. But 202 1 this year is not. All I can remember is the drizzle and gale in March.

1 1, this early spring March, although it feels a little cold, spring has unconsciously squeezed into the threshold of the season, bringing a little warmth and a smile on everyone's face.

12, the flowers on the stranger turn into the sea, and the fragrance is unique. Light fragrance, fresh and serene. The drizzle is like weaving, hazy and long. Shallow songs, faint songs, fireworks in March, a exhausted love, can slowly return.

13, warm spring, slowly formed with the soft singing of time; Residual winter, accompanied by the outflow of the hourglass of time, quietly returned. In the south of the Yangtze River in March, there seems to be a cold wind in winter, which is chilly, slightly cold and cold.

14, Chaoyang District rises to the sky like an oblate palace lantern. In an instant, it formed a round steam wheel, and the high Ran Ran rose, spewing out thousands of golden frames, covering everything in the world with bright light.

15, the wind caresses the crops, bending and blowing for a while, as if the earth is breathing rhythmically, and the perfect wheat is alive. Where does the wind come from? Whispering from ear to ear.

16, March is like a brother, everything in the world is singing. The south wind warms the window, cherry blossoms are in full bloom, and it is still a butterfly dance, rotten as rosy clouds; Magnolia blooms, the goddess scatters flowers, and the branches are full of snow, like cotton; Lotus flowers are clustered and covered with gold; Crowds of people are in spring.

17, the continuous drizzle in March, like a mist of tears, is only vaguely felt, like a gentle world, wrapped in it, like a dreamlike secret. Walking in the drizzle, you can feel the beauty and brilliance of "the rain in Mao Mao is soft and gentle".

18, a song of spring soul, with a beautiful heart, has been watching for a long time and heading for the graceful March day, dreaming of breaking the cliff freely. Delicate and fragrant poems, looking for the wind and rain of ancient legends in the realm of life, releasing complex, faint heart and joy flowing with water-like words.

19. Peach blossoms are oval with five petals. Some of them are flourishing, they must be industrious peach blossoms, and these buds that haven't opened yet must be lazy little babies! The smell is a little choking. Oh, I see, it's too close to the petals, and the peach blossom is angry.

20. The whistle of March melts the softness of willow tips, the whistle of swallows and the brilliance of spring. In this life, I am willing to be an ordinary woman, not afraid of wind and rain, not talking about the result, and dancing with fate. A meal is sparse and a song is quiet and fragrant, so you can enjoy the years quietly. ...

2 1, birds in the treetops. Spring breeze, willow and swallow shadows. The wind is crisp and the flowers are hot. Ten miles of peach blossoms set each other off in red. Full of energy, competing to break through the cocoon. The wheat is glittering and translucent, and there is a wave of powder and flowers. In the distant fields, the breeze is rippling. In the spring of March, the breeze is warm and the green willows contain smoke. Soft flocs are dancing all over the sky.

22. In March, it began to rain in Mao Mao. It was drizzling, with a little coolness, and the ground was moistened. That thread, like the thread spun by Vega, was woven into clouds to decorate the sky. On the grass, weeping willows inadvertently spit out green buds, and dancing wickers weave thoughts in strings. ...

23. Stepping into the Peach Blossom Garden, a fragrant smell comes to the nose, which is intoxicating. Go straight inside and see the peach blossom Man Chun, pink. Such beautiful scenery makes me feel that I have arrived in Xanadu. Flowers are everywhere, forming a slender blanket. I walk on this sensitive blanket, and every step I take, I'm afraid this flower will hurt.

24. The mountains and rivers in the distance are winding, getting lighter and greener. The grass on the nearby hillside also climbed out of the road. They are tender and lush. Fat lobules, like fat dolls just waking up. This piece, that cluster, dotted the steep hillside. The big trees on the hillside are quietly pulling out new branches and sprouting like grass.

25. The trumpet in March has come. Do you remember the shadow of everyone bathed in a gentle breeze? He is just a drop of water, but it nourishes the land resources; He is just a ray of sunshine in winter, but it warms our hearts; He is just a whole grain, but he has raised a fruitful life; He is a small screw, but he shoulders the pillar of spiritual essence and civility. He is-Lei Feng.

26. In February and March of spring, gentle breeze, such as continuous wool drizzle, falls from the sky for no reason, and thousands of soft willows relax their yellow-green eyes. Red, white and yellow flowers, green grass and green leaves all gather together like people at the fair, forming a brilliant spring. These swallows, so smart and lovely,

27. In summer, the smelly boy came and the trees became greener. That tree stands like an iron warrior, and the flowers are more fragrant and attractive. Some flowers are still bearing sultry fruit. The pond is also full of vitality. The original river quietly blooms, and the lotus leaves are green, just like a big umbrella. Lotus is red and white, very beautiful! Children like fishing in the river. Fish swim in groups in the water. Once caught by everyone, jump up and down. It is really interesting!

28. There are no plantations in Yuan Ye today, and sometimes one or two peach trees blossom proudly in the wind. Sniffing its fragrance is like going back to girlhood. At that time, I liked to stay in a new plantation, immerse myself in the sea of colorful flowers and appreciate their beauty carefully. Peach blossoms are beautiful, pear blossoms are clear and begonia flowers are elegant, but I love peach blossoms more. Pale pink peach blossoms are colorful and charming, beautiful * * *, gently releasing the temptation and giving people a fairy tale feeling.