1, spring comes so fast, quietly and unconsciously, the grass is green, the branches are sprouting, the wild flowers and rape flowers everywhere are blooming brilliantly, everything is bathed in the early morning light of spring, swaying in the spring breeze, just like a girl's light song and dance, so lovely.
There are people who go out for an outing everywhere, including the love and satisfaction of the elderly, the joy of lovers and the innocent smile of children.
The river dries up in winter, and I believe that spring water will come again. At that time, Bai Fan was my idol. The leaves in the wind have withered, and I believe that dreams in the soil will blossom and bear fruit on the branches.
4. The wind passes over the water, leaving ripples; Sunlight passes through the clouds, leaving a trace of warmth; Years pass through the Woods, leaving rings, my friend, what do we leave behind when we walk on the stage of the times?
5, the wind is gentle, often because it blows from the flowers in the forest, it brings the fragrance of the distance, connected with the smell of wet water, rubbing your face, gently hugging your shoulders and waist, this simple breathing is endless pleasure!
6. The tiger crossing the river is like a soft jade belt embedded in the mother's heart; It is always so generous and selfless, feeding people on both sides with its own milk.