Spring mother and wake up, she nursing grass, care of the tree, pregnant with life, warm the world, so that a vibrant. The swallow drags the scissors-like tail, returns to the north hometown, they "Chirp, Chirp" ground cries, seems to say: "The spring is coming, the spring is coming! " Spring breeze blowing, the flowers gently swaying purples and reds, emitting bursts of fragrance, attracted a small bee. Suddenly understand that the bright spring is so beautiful, because it makes people's mood at this moment bloom. SPRING -- is the smiling face of the flowers, is the willows spreading out their muscles and bones, is the grass opening its sleepy eyes to see the world; spring -- is the kite of all shapes and forms swaying in the sky, it's the kid running up and down the hill with a kite string. When the spring of February and March, gently blowing, such as the drizzle from the sky for no reason, thousands of soft willow, Qi Shu their yellow-green eyes, red white yellow flowers, green grass, green leaves. |
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