Beautiful spring is like a metaphor of something, a beautiful poem and famous sentence.

Beautiful spring is a beautiful dance that makes the world full of smiles.

Beautiful spring is like a knife with a paper-thin blade, which easily cuts my heart frozen for a long time by the cold of winter.

Beautiful spring is like the arch force of seeds breaking through the ground and the loud rhythm of trees jointing.

Beautiful spring is like a writer, and his articles are full of poetry and painting, which is memorable.

Beautiful Spring is a wonderful music that fills the world with notes.

Beautiful spring is like a little angel who loves to help others. It makes trees wear new clothes and young trees grow tall and strong.

Beautiful spring is like a shy little girl, hiding from each other; Beautiful spring is like a newborn baby, petite and lovely.

Beautiful spring is like a girl who loves beauty, making the world colorful.

Beautiful spring is like a naughty child, driving winter away at once and blowing warm wind at once.

Beautiful spring is like a magician. It becomes a flying bird and gives it to the sky as a gift.

Beautiful spring is like a charming girl, full of flowers and heavy makeup. She has always admired her appearance in the calm lake, but she doesn't believe that summer is so energetic, autumn is so hardworking and winter is so strong, which just makes people confused and lazy.

Beautiful spring is like a new green bud, full of vitality.

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

Beautiful spring is like a painting, which collects the colors of nature and makes flowers bloom in the painting.

Beautiful spring is like an alarm clock, which awakens the sleeping grass and adds a color to nature.

Beautiful spring is a happy bird, which makes the world full of joy.

Beautiful spring is like a kind mother stroking her children.

Beautiful spring is like a lively child, longing for it; Beautiful spring is like a strong young man, full of vitality; Beautiful spring is unforgettable like a healthy old man.

Beautiful spring is like a song, with the sound of running rivers, birds singing and children's laughter. ...

Beautiful spring is like a painter, waving a brush heartily and dressing up every corner of the motherland.

Beautiful spring is like a naughty doll, which brings joy everywhere.

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

Beautiful spring is like a conductor. It broke the ice on the river and guided the river to sing again.

Beautiful spring is like a painter, making the earth colorful and full of vitality.

Beautiful spring is a magician. She melted the ice and let the grass break through the ground.

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

Beautiful spring is like a mage, which gives the sun blazing power. Fight the winter to the end.

Beautiful spring is like green grass, which makes the earth full of vitality.

Beautiful spring is like an industrious gardener, who takes good care of flowers and plants and makes them thrive.

Is a beautiful spring like a beautiful poem?

Living in a small building and listening to the falling spring rain, you will hear the sound of selling apricots in the depths of the alley early in the morning. _ _ _ _ Lu You's Spring Rain in Lin 'an

The courtyard is lonely and the spring scenery is dying; Pear flower falls, close the door. _ _ _ _ Liu's "Spring Complaint"

The water waves in the river, the white feathers of waterfowl, the green and red flowers on the mountain are in contrast, and you want to burn. _ _ _ _ Two Poems by Du Fu

The spring water is greener than the sky, so tourists can sleep on the boat listening to the rain. _ _ _ _ Wei Zhuang's "Bodhisattva Man Everyone Says Jiangnan is Good"

People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty. _ _ _ _ Wang Wei's Bird Watching Creek

Concentrate on reading, I know that spring has passed, and every inch of time is as precious as an inch of gold. _ _ _ _ Wang Zhenbai's "Two Poems of Bailudong (I)"

The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold. _ _ _ _ Zhinan's quatrains

Never-ending, even this bright flame of love will only have ashes? ! _ _ _ _ Li Shangyin's Untitled Misty Rain Blows from the East

The streamer easily dumped people, turning cherries into red and plantains into green. _ _ _ _ Jie Jiang's "Cutting the Plums and Crossing the Wujiang River"

In Yangzhou, the spring breeze blows all over Sanli Long Street. With beaded curtains, no one can match her beauty. _ _ _ _ Du Mu's farewell

Jiangshan bathed in spring, how beautiful, flowers send flowers. _ _ _ _ Two Poems by Du Fu

Why use the elegy of willow to complain about the delay of spring, old Yumenguan, a spring breeze is not blowing! _ _ _ _ Two Liangzhou Ci Poems by Wang Zhihuan (I)

Under the moon that year, we were drunk like scenes of dreams, and the gentle breeze blew you and me. _ _ _ _ Qin Guan's "Eight Six Children Leaning against Danger Pavilion"

There is a lot of silk in the sky above the avenue, which is as delicate and moist as butter. The grass is vaguely connected in the distance, but it looks sparse in the near future. _ _ _ _ Han Yu's "Early Spring is a member of the Ministry of Water Affairs/Early Spring Rain/Early Spring"

Red crisp hands, yellow wine, mancheng spring willow. _ _ _ _ Lu You's hairpin chicken red crisp hand

The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing. _ _ _ _ Wei is in Xixi Chuzhou.

Begonia has not been wet by the rain, pear blossoms are like snow, but it's a pity that spring is half over. _ _ _ _ Wang Pei's "Eye-catching, a bright future"

Running water is gone, and spring is gone. _ _ _ _ Li Yu's The Sand Waves Clap the Curtain and the Rain Ripps.

If you stay in the forest, then you are a flower watcher when you go out. _ _ _ _ The early spring in Juyuan Yang is in the east of the city.

Yu Di's dark flying sound scattered into the spring breeze in Los Angeles. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's "Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night/Smelling the flute in Luoyang on a Spring Night"

You know what? You know what? It should be green, fat, red and thin _ _ _ Li Qingzhao's "Like a Dream Last Night"

Everyone can see the face of spring, the spring breeze blows flowers open, thousands of purple, and the scene of spring is everywhere. _ _ _ _ Zhu's Spring Day

In the world of April, the flowers have withered, and the peach blossoms in the ancient temples have just bloomed. _ _ _ _ Bai Juyi's Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple

The spring breeze suddenly started and blew out a pool of clear water. _ _ _ _ Feng Yansi's "Golden Gate, the wind is blowing"

Mountains and rivers are far away, and falling flowers and wind and rain hurt spring even more. _ _ _ _ Yan Shu "Huanxisha has always been a limited body"

On one side of the boat, Qian Fan races; At the head of the sick tree, every year is a spring shower. _ _ _ _ Liu Yuxi's "The First Meeting of Yangzhou to Enjoy Lotte"

Red bean shrubs grow in the south and sprout many branches in spring _ _ _ _ Wang Wei's acacia.

The gentle spring breeze turns green again, but, moon in the sky, when can you take me home? _ _ _ _ Wang Anshi's "Dengguazhou"

Lian Haiping is in the spring tide, and the bright moon on the sea is born in the tide. _ _ _ _ Zhang's "Moonlit Night on the Spring River"

Two or three peach blossoms outside the bamboo forest and ducks in the water first noticed the warm spring. _ _ _ _ Su Shi's Riverside Night Scene in Hui Chong/Riverside Small Scene in Hui Chong.

Flowers wither and red apricots are small. Swallows fly, green water people go around. _ _ _ _ Su Shi's Spring Scene in Hua Lian.

It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing, and a hundred flowers are blooming. _ _ _ _ Li Shangyin's untitled time, long before I met her, became longer after we broke up.

Poplar smoke is lighter than Han Xiao, and the branches of red apricots are full of spring. _ _ _ _ Song Qi's "On the Jade Pagoda, Spring Scene"

There is no better gift in Jiangnan, and flowers will send spring. _ _ _ _ Poems written by Lu Kai for Ye Fan

Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze. _ _ _ _ Cui Hu's "South Village of Beijing"

In February, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke. _ _ _ _ Gaoding Country House

Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's Yellow Crane Tower bid farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou

Spring night is worth a thousand dollars, and the flowers are fragrant and the moon is cloudy. _ _ _ _ Su Shi's Spring Night, Spring Night is worth a thousand dollars in an instant.

Beautiful spring famous sentences

How light the footsteps of Miss Chun are! She quietly came to the venue. Look: Huang Chengcheng's rape blossoms are in full bloom. Under the spring breeze, layers of Jin Lang surge, emitting a refreshing fragrance. They raised their lovely smiling faces and looked up at the blue sky innocently. The unobtrusive Populus davidiana stands on the roadside, its body is light green, and its tip buds spit out, swaying gently in the humid breeze. Charming weeping willows, fluttering long hair, gently brushed from people's shoulders. It jumps and jumps. It seems to show off the love of spring. The grass woke up from a beautiful dream, and they broke through the ground and spread its green leaves.

Spring has gone quietly, and she has sown the seeds of beauty and hope for the earth.

The sky is particularly blue in spring, and the sky is particularly blue. Only a few gauze-like light clouds are stuck in the air, just like a girl wearing a beautiful blue summer dress and a beautiful white scarf around her neck!

The rain in spring is continuous and gentle. It moistens the earth, caresses it and whispers to it. When people are unconscious, it quietly merges into a river, accumulates into a deep pool and flows into the sea.

In spring, everything plays a relaxing symphony!

The banana garden next to Taolin is a mess. Here, the old plant has withered, ending its life cycle. New plants have just grown from old plants. They suck the dew of spring and stretch the tender leaves. I also see hope from this chaos: although the new plants are not tall, they are green, so lovely and attractive.

Winter, pure and pure, proudly awe-inspiring; Spring, warm sunshine, approachable. I love it more than the latter. At this point, the cold winter has passed and it is early spring. The weather was very cold at first, and there were a few rays of bright spring outside the window. Spring has really come. ...

Spring has come to the endless wheat fields, green wheat seedlings. After the spring breeze dies, layers of green waves are swaying in the wheat fields, making a rustling sound, as if singing happily for the arrival of spring!

Spring is a season full of hope. The farmers in the field are trying to sow seeds. "If you plant a millet in spring, you will reap 10,000 seeds in autumn." They all hope for a good harvest in autumn. In order to get good grades, students bury themselves in their studies.

Spring, hidden in colorful flowers. Roses, spring flowers, daffodils, magnolias, Phalaenopsis, tulips, pears and peonies ... The air is full of fragrant flowers, which is refreshing.

The spring breeze is blowing gently, and the returning swallows are flapping their wings and flying in the wind. The graceful posture and the arc drawn can't be described in words.

Spring is warm to the heart and spleen, and the warm spring breeze blows, which makes people feel its special warmth after experiencing the cold in winter. Warm your body, warm your heart-

Spring not only gives us warmth, but also brings us "delicious wild vegetables" to fill our stomachs, such as willow leaves, poplar leaves, elm money and Sophora japonica, which appear in turn to accompany us through the time of hunger.

Miss Chun sowed the seeds of music in the forest. The birds in the forest were singing every second, and the whole forest was immersed in singing. She sowed the seeds of music in the stream, and the players in the stream played music. She scattered seeds in the flower bed, accompanied by rustling leaves. ...

In my eyes, Spring is a careful makeup artist. She let the grass break through the ground, exposing green buds and dyeing the earth green. She let the branches grow hair buds, turn them into tender leaves and put on new green clothes. Those colorful flowers, like colorful carpets, decorate nature more beautifully.

Even if you miss the delicate daffodils in the water, don't forget that in the lonely corner of the valley, wild lilies also have spring …

Spring is the season of chasing dreams. It is the warmth that makes me fly, let me go my own way and pursue my dreams. I started my dream trip in spring. Warm spring, let the dream last forever, leave a wish and let yourself imagine.

Poetry in spring is beautiful, dreams in spring are sweet, and the pace in spring is faster. Listening to the sound of spring is a deep follow-up, chasing the shadow of spring, smiling and expecting.

In spring, we feel the spring breeze blowing through our ears, just like someone touching your ears, and there is a kind of warmth flowing from our bodies into our hearts. We feel the weather in spring again. The weather in spring is very warm and comfortable.

In spring, a tooth grows on the branch and a song is written on each flower. Spring fills everyone's face, feeling the embrace of spring, feeling the green life of spring, and excited tears slowly pass over their faces.

The beauty of spring lies in its blooming flowers. The country is elegant, elegant, exquisite, exquisite, fragrant and lovely ... The colorful pictures show its vitality.

Spring is a vibrant season. Ice and snow melt quietly in spring, and streams flow in spring. The sky is blue as if it had been washed again. Clouds are no longer diffuse, but are dotted in the blue sky.

Because spring is the fusion of all the beautiful things in the world and the confluence of all the colors. The rain in spring is continuous and gentle. It gently calls the earth and moistens it quietly. They converge into small rivers, accumulate into deep pools, and flow into rivers, lakes and seas.

The cold winter has passed, and the warm spring breeze has blown through every corner. Spring has come to this world with bags of music seeds. She scattered seeds in the forest, and the beautiful songs of larks flew in the forest; She scattered seeds in the stream and frogs croaked in the stream; She scattered seeds on the grass, and crickets sang softly on the grass. ...

Spring, with her gentle steps, came to people's side. She brings good hope to people. She brought spring with gentle steps and passed it on to everyone.

Spring is the season of recovery. Grass sticks out from the ground and flowers bloom. Miss Liu waved her arms by the river and swallows flew across the sky. There are vibrant scenes everywhere.

Spring is hidden in the warm spring breeze. A breeze blows, like a mother's hand touching you, with the fragrance of grass and flowers in the wind. Everything is so beautiful, everything is so fresh.

In the morning, in the twilight, in the fields, in the mountains, in the cities and on the country roads, people's smiling faces, people's figures, songs, hopes and happiness are everywhere.

In the spring breeze, people walk into nature, fly their bodies and minds, are full of energy and live comfortably. The branches honed by the wind and snow have changed their stiff posture in winter, and their manners are soft and delicate, full of youthful atmosphere! The grass everywhere seems to hear the assembly number of the charge and rush out to cheer for spring, cheer for spring and add vitality to spring!

Spring has come, and she has melted the ice of the Yellow River for thousands of miles. She blew every inch of land in the north and south of the river green. She froze the severe winter and gave us the gentlest side. Spring is the season when flowers are in full bloom. The sight of flowers reminds people of the place where immortals live, and the fragrance is overflowing, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

On the land of spring, colors begin to be rich, and they are no longer obsessed with the whiteness of snow; In the Woods in spring, voices began to contend, no longer showing cold peace. Shallow greenery gives people a strong sense of life, and faint floral fragrance decorates a deep poetry. It seems that spring suddenly brings sunny mood to depressed people and brings warmth and beauty to the rustling world.

The green grass is like a lively and lovely child, playfully sticking out a little green head from the embrace of Mother Earth, so thin and petite, but not afraid of the cold, dancing happily against the spring breeze. ...

In spring, some people describe fairy tales, some describe love, some sing, some are quiet, some are wild, some are happy, some are sad and some are happy.

Spring makes people happy; Spring makes people happy; Spring gives people an indescribable sense of pleasure. Let's spend this free spring together.