Handwritten newspaper slogan "English about winter"

Looking forward to, looking forward to, winter has passed, and the pace of spring is approaching. Looking forward to, looking forward to winter gone, the pace of spring is closer. Several Mao Mao rains washed away the heaviness of winter, and everything seemed to have just woken up. I opened my eyes with joy. The practice of the Seventh Company was washed away by Yan Dongchong, and he woke up all the way to the post, and his heart opened with joy. After the rain, all kinds of flowers and trees decorate nature. After the nourishment of rain, all kinds of flowers and trees glow with new decoration. Peach trees in the garden spit out small green leaves and then bear pink buds in the center of the leaves. The peach garden is full of green leaves, and then the middle leaves grow pink buds. Buds are getting longer and bigger, redder and brighter. Buds gradually become longer, redder, and produce bright flowers. The willows by the lake are hung with green branches, like a graceful girl dancing in the breeze. The bright green branches of the willow by the lake are hanging in the breeze, and it is nervous, dancing like a slim girl. The grass in the field is scattered, a little green, a little tender and a little yellow. There is a clump of grass in the field here, with a little green, a little soft and a little yellow. These lovely grasses are really like a group of naughty boys, squeezing out their little brains and covering the fields with green spring clothes. These lovely grasses are really like a naughty little boy, digging out little brains and covering a green field.

In the light blue sky, lively and lovely swallows are covered with black smooth feathers, with a pair of handsome and light wings and a scissors-like tail, flying freely across the sky. Under the light blue sky, a lovely and lively swallow was covered with smooth black feathers and spread out a pair of wings. Xiao Juan was carefree, with his tail up like a pair of scissors, flying freely in the sky with his body crossed.

Spring breeze is blowing the clear river, and the river is rippling and tinkling. In the clear spring, Zhang Kaiwei on the other side of the river blew a small spray and tooted. The wind has stopped, small fish are swimming around in the river, and some are chasing and playing happily; Some stick their mouths on the water and playfully blow bubbles; Others leap out of the water from time to time, rippling on the water and emitting little golden light under the sunlight. When the wind comes, fish swim around in the river, some chase and play happily, some stick their mouths on the water and blow bubbles naughtily; From time to time, the sun comes out of the water, and ripples on the rippling water shoot a little golden light under the sunshine.

"Where is the spring, where is the spring? Spring is in the happiness of our children ... "I couldn't help humming a nursery rhyme. "Where is spring? Where is spring? Spring is in the happiness of our children …" I couldn't help humming a nursery rhyme. Yes! Wherever spring goes, it is full of vitality. Yes! When spring went, there appeared a life.

Spring in the motherland is a colorful picture. I wish it would stay on earth forever. Spring is a colorful picture of spring. I really hope it is in the Zhu Yong world.