I like the spring trees, the breeze gently caressed its long slender arms, it seems to wake up the branches of the new bud. The little trees that have been baptized in the winter have been growing like a match. In the barren land, the delicate grass followed the footsteps of the spring girls. The little green shoots of the sharp pointed are the breath of innocence. Like a new green coat for the earth.
I like flowers, spring is a season of flowers and flowers, and the flowers always smile more brightly than the sun. You see, the garden is white as snow, pink and flowery peach blossom and the spring flowers of the trumpet are open to the flowers, the hillside clusters of colorful little wild flowers are lovely.
I also like the spring sunshine, the soft sunshine through the thin clouds of silk wisps in my body, giving a quiet and quiet, and a comfortable warmth.
I like the wind of spring, because it is unique, it has no winter wind like that, nor is it as dry as the wind in summer, the wind in spring is gentle and gentle. The warm spring breeze heralds a new beginning, it rushes the flowers, blows the grass green, sweeps my cheeks, and seems to have the scent of a flower.
I also like the rain of spring, the little raindrops of the fall to the ground, the people walking in the rain seem to smell that pure breath.
