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In the blink of an eye, the harsh winter has passed, and spring has quietly come to the world. Spring is a beautiful season and a season full of poetry; Spring, again, means a vibrant beginning. I saw the Wing Chun poems purple and red, competing for beauty, which was dizzying.
Pick a few at random, enjoy it slowly, read it, and before I know it, I'm already intoxicated.
When spring comes with her peculiar warmth and a stream like a stream, it can really make people charming; When spring brings her unique new green, it can also be intoxicating when the tide comes.
Before we knew what it was, the warmth of spring had already soaked my body, and the cold of winter had left me without leaking. The wind flew with the kite, no longer lonely, slid over the grass, caressing my face, and that's when I realized that spring was coming!
The earth was given a new dress, a new shining and green dress. Butterflies dance with the wind and fly more freely! The grass can't wait to push through the dirt, it has accumulated a winter's strength, and it all blooms in the spring!
He poked his head out, shook his body, and another small life suddenly bloomed! The flower no longer hid her face and smiled widely. The willow tree was shaken awake by the spring breeze, pulled out the tender willow, twisted its slender waist branches, and danced in the spring breeze......
In the spring, I found her so beautiful, and I found that she was too short, is there such a window that can keep a spring model that is about to pass away?
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Spring is a season of reverie, it is not as hot as summer, but the temperature is moderate; It is not like the autumn when the grass and trees are withered and yellow, but full of vitality and greenery; It's not like the snow in winter, but the breeze gusts. I like the reverie of spring, and I like the story of spring even more.
The grass has such a touching story of the stool potato, when spring comes, it breaks through the soil after many painful struggles, welcomes the first day of sunshine and rain, breathes the first breath of fresh air, it smiles, sways in the breeze, it is free and easy, and the tender green leaves dot the earth. Regardless of the wind or rain, it does its best to send the most beautiful blessings and laughter for spring. The strength of Xiaocao is touching, and its spirit of not being afraid of hardship is inspiring.
Throughout the ages, how many poets, lyricists, and writers have praised Xiaocao, although its life is short, it does not hesitate to dedicate itself to spring, it is great!
The hillside has a touching story: as the bell of spring rings, everything on the hillside comes back to life as if it had been touched, and the original lifelessness has become vibrant, and they all stretch their waists, wash off the dust on their faces, apply smooth oil, and all of them are radiant. They also occupy every corner of the hillside as if they were grabbing territory, and the little grass and flowers complement each other; The butterflies and bees work together; The tall and low trees are pitching up, and these beautiful scenes contrast with other scenes, which is really unique.
The river has a beautiful story to tell: as the landscape around the river continues to recover, it wants to show its most beautiful side. It was flowing with a tinkling sound, much brighter than before, and in the bright sunlight, it shone brightly, as if wearing a flash costume, dazzling.
The water is crystal clear, with a sweet taste and a pure fragrance. O little river! Stream!
I didn't expect you to really have a set.
There are many stories of spring, as long as you pay attention to the little bits and pieces around you, you will find them vivid, mysterious and beautiful, with you will bring you full shock and amazement, they all exude a noble temperament, pleasing to the eye!
Spring, the season of fabulous!
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