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Spring in my mind.

Spring is infinitely good. When gold is sprinkled all over the world, when green is spread over the earth, when red jumps on the branches, when blue is reflected in the river, I know that spring is coming.

The spring in my mind is a golden wave. When the wind came, the rape flowers on the mountain and under the mountain were rippling with the wind, like waves on the sea, pushing wave after wave. Standing in gold, you can smell the fragrance of cauliflower; In gold, it can blend with spring.

You will think that you are the messenger of spring, you are the spring girl.

The spring in my mind is a green carpet. The wind came, and the carpet shook, but it couldn't shake off the eye-catching green. This lovely green is pure and peaceful; This vivid green is cool and sacred.

Standing in the green, you will feel the strength of the grass. "Wildfires burn inexhaustibly, and spring breezes blow and regenerate." You will be as strong as grass.

The spring in my mind is red enthusiasm. When the wind came, they swayed and danced. Twirling and rising are their dance postures, and rustling is the accompaniment of the dance.

They have both the red color of peonies and the variety of lilies. They are still shy little girls, delicate and shy, revealing pink, revealing purity. Not only does it have the tangy fragrance of roses, but it can also fill your heart all the time.

The spring in my mind is a blue dream. Occasionally, a few birds broke the silence of the sky, and the white clouds danced along. The willows on the river bank pull out green silk and play with the light yellow ducklings.

The duckling stepped on the spring mud and imprinted a string of spring footprints. The blue dream is reflected in the water, adding to the color of spring dream. Spring is like this - a young girl in the season of dreams.

Spring is always so beautiful: the sky is always so blue, the flowers are always so red, and the grass is always so green. When we have all of these at the same time, we have nature.

Good rain knows the season, when spring happens". Please sow a seed of spring, let it take root, sprout, blossom and bear fruit in the field of spring, because that is our hope.

You can also conceive it as one of your own ideals is really realized, the spring breeze is proud, and the spring in your mind is beautiful! Comfortable.

Go your own way, why always let others show you the way, you also look up to the night sky, find the star that belongs to you, and then let him be your goal, let him guide you, and be a self-reliant person!

Winter, like a pair of tired wings, gradually disappears in the morning breeze; Spring, like a beautiful girl, with light steps and swaying graceful figures, is walking towards us.

I remember a song that my teacher taught me when I was a child, and I guess everyone can sing it. At that time, we sat on the bench one by one, raised our sunflowers, brushed the rows of little faces, and squeaked the foot organ with the **teacher, singing, spring in**, spring in**, spring in the verdant woods, spring in**, spring in**, spring in the eyes of the child.

Now think about it, the children's world is so clear and transparent, and there is not the slightest impurity. I don't know what other people's childhood spring looks like, in my heart, at that time, spring was no longer biting cold wind, it was the gently dancing swallows flying in the drizzle; Spring is the silver spring flowing happily under the thinned river, and the surprise of the grass that looks close but is not; Spring is a green world, she is like the rising sun, like the grass that has just broken through the ground, like the wow that has just landed, crying loudly. Spring is a lively life.

Maybe you should pay a price when you grow up. When we cried and made trouble when we were children, ignorant and longing for the world of adults, we were destined to reincarnate with time. Time is a magician, wielding the scepter of magic and outstretching its hands, where everything we could have dreamed of.

You can no longer take exams, no longer be twisted to read, no longer secretly fall in love; You can earn a lot of money and spend it in the blink of an eye. All of it, all of it, we want to get it, and then we have to go further.

Who still remembers the long-lasting joy and happiness after a glass ball, a paper triangle, a small award, and a warm word of encouragement? We make a loss-making deal with time, which gives us endless desires but coldly takes away our pure dreams. Now we just live for the sake of living, like hard-working ants, busy all day long, never stopping.

Is this Sisyphus's boulder that will never push to the top of the mountain? Or is it a boundless web that crisscrosses horizontally and vertically?

I guess that's the spring I want. Always vibrant, always vibrant. Every day is a beginning, every day is a starting point, you don't have to worry about the distant future, you don't have to worry about many, many trivial things.

Spring should be a blank sheet of paper, clean; Spring should be in the mood, simple.

There is a beautiful spring in my heart, dressed up with spring breeze, spring water, and spring rain, so my world is as beautiful as spring. .I accompanied the spring in my heart, walking and singing along the way, sowing my spring.

v Spring has arrived, but the warmth that should have followed has not yet arrived, and the cold still refuses to leave. I wondered why it was so cold in the spring. Is it spring not coming, or winter not leaving.

I thought so, and it wasn't until after that heartwarming experience that I understood.

On that day, the wind was biting outside, the snow had not melted, there were still snowflakes in the sky, and there were almost no people walking on the road, so my mother and I were walking to the hospital. About ten minutes, we arrived at the hospital, there was no heating and air conditioning in the hospital, it was as cold inside as outside, there were three people in the ward, an old man and a mother and son, I just entered the ward, I saw the TV, I was about to turn it on, suddenly, my mother whispered, "Don't open it, the old man over there is sleeping."

Soon after, the little brother over there was also watching TV, and his mother said the same thing.

Seeing this, my heart is filled with warmth, like a spring breeze blowing. The problem I thought about was also solved. I found the answer to my question, and the answer is:

Spring is everywhere, but it is the love of mothers to their children, and it is also the love between strangers, spring is not not not coming, in fact, it has already come, it is in our hearts, it is the love in our hearts.

Love, everyone has it, everyone has been loved, and everyone has loved others, and this is when spring comes!

As soon as Grandpa Winter left, the Spring Girl carried a basket of flowers, accompanied by the spring breeze, with the spring rain, and quietly came to the world with light steps, and the scene of vitality came in all directions, and the whole world seemed to have just woken up from a long sleep.

Spring is coming! You see, the melting ice water woke the creek. "Ding Dong, Ding Dong", it is like a magical singer of nature, singing crisp and melodious songs, rushing forward ......

Spring is coming! Every corner of the earth is filled with the breath of spring: the campus, everywhere is a bright scene of spring.

The willow tree pulled out thin willow silk, which was decorated with pale yellow leaves; The grass came out with the scent of earth, and the tender and green flowers stretched their waists, yawned, and poked their little heads out, looking at the world full of life.

Spring is coming! The little swallows dragged their scissor-like tails back to their hometowns in the north, and they chirped "chirp, chirp" as if to say, "Spring is coming, spring is coming!" ”

The clothes want to wet the apricot blossom rain, and the wind blows the willow wind. "Spring is indeed here! A misty drizzle two days ago made the yellow ones like bunches of broken gold spring flowers, the red kapok, the pink peony flowers, and the white moon flowers, all of which were competing to bloom.

Some of them are full of buds, some are budding, and some are blooming. The refreshing scent of flowers attracts a lot of little bees, buzzing and singing and dancing. See!

The willow tree soothed the branches of the yellow and green leaves, and gently swayed in the slight spring breeze, like groups of fairies dressed in green dancing like a group of fairies dressed in green. The peach tree sandwiched between the willow trees also blooms brightly, with green willows and red flowers, which are beautiful against each other!

The wheat in the fields has passed the test of the harsh winter, become stronger, they have begun to grow new, they have become green, green and shiny, green and dazzling! The grass on the side of the road is sprouting, looking at a piece of turquoise from a distance, faintly, when you walk in, there are not necessarily a few green leaves, which truly embodies the beautiful scenery in the sentence of the ancient poem "the grass color looks close but there is nothing".

Spring! The spring in my mind, you are so beautiful!

I always have you in my heart, forever and ever... yyid52950684

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