Welcome the Spring Festival with 50 words handwritten newspaper content.

The arrival of spring has changed the earth into green clothes, and it is completely new from the outside to the inside. The mountains in the distance are rolling, full of green. On the nearby hillside, grass grew out of the ground. They are tender and green in the morning, like fat dolls who just woke up. This piece of music, that rustling sound, adorns the steep hillside with new green.

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.

For those who are crazy about spring, this year's spring may be a bit cruel, and it is too late to enjoy the melting of grass and snow in March. Pear blossoms bring rain, and the spring and April when cherry blossoms are in full bloom will pass us again. Like running water flowing from the fingertips to the east, I am deeply saddened by people who don't love spring.

Spring is not as enthusiastic as summer, nor as fruitful as autumn, giving people a kind of harvest joy, nor as crystal clear as winter, but spring is gentle and intoxicating. I love you, Spring!

Jiangnan in spring is beautiful, the wind is soft, the air is fresh and the sun is warm. The wheat seedlings in the field are like the sea, the scattered villages are unsinkable ships, and the rivers crisscross.

In the field, the wheat seedlings turn green, endless, like green waves. Golden wild vegetable flowers sparkle in the green waves.

Pale yellow sunshine shines lightly on the body, without summer enthusiasm, autumn sadness and winter sadness. 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?