I love painting. The colorful colors in my heart depict not only childhood, but also joy and joy. It is just like what spring brings to me.

The colors of spring are really Colorful, the sun is red, the sky is blue, the treetops are green, and the winter jasmine flowers are yellow... No wonder poets love to sing about spring, and painters love to depict spring, because spring is the fusion of all the beauties in the world, the beauty of all colors. Always. I am very strange, why do these colorful colors choose spring to come to the earth?

The rain in spring is continuous and soft. It nourishes the earth, caresses the earth, and calls softly. Touching the earth, when people didn't know it, they quietly merged into a small river and accumulated into a deep pool. Ah, it turned out that the spring rain brought green life to the pool water.

Wind and rain They always come together. The cold wind in early spring wakes up everything. The treetops are green, the earth is green, and even the platforms of high-rise buildings are green. Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty wrote a poem: "Spring Breeze It is also green on the south bank of the river." How well said! But it is more than just "green"?

Under the blowing of the wind, the wild flowers all over the mountains and slopes opened their eyes, one or two, One clump, two clumps... connected into a piece, merged into a sea. Facing this ocean of blue, red, yellow... majestic colors, people no longer have worries and malaise. Thank you for the colors of spring. We bring upward strength and confidence.

Look at the spring sky again. Why is the sky also colorful and dazzling? Ah, those are the kites flown by the children. Reflected by the blue sky and white clouds, they are in various shapes and forms. The kites flutter and soar freely and freely, what a refreshing sight! Spring belongs to the children, and the sky belongs to the children, but at the same time, aren't they also working hard to dress up and add spring colors?

However, if you lean down and examine it carefully, you will find that among the pleasant colors, there are scattered yellow spots, which are the traces left by the remaining winter. You may sigh: "It's really a fly in the ointment! "Yes, who would be in a good mood when looking at those dejected grasses with broken limbs? However, you might as well peel off the yellow winter clothes, and you will have a more novel discovery, hey! There is green inside. Yes! It turns out that the withered and yellow grass is also giving birth to a more beautiful spring.

I love the mood of spring, and love the spring even more.