EisenPhil111

Spring rain is a noble queen. As the saying goes, "Spring rain is as expensive as oil." Yes, the rain in spring is precious. It comes suddenly and you can't catch it. You never know what medicine she sells in her ever-changing gourd. That's why spring rain makes people cherish it so much. When you want the gentle spring rain to fall on the earth faster, the rain has disappeared; When you are unprepared, a sudden heavy rain will drench you into a veritable drowned rat. The spring rain! How noble and naughty.Walking along the country road, you can watch the cauliflower, pear flower and peach flower, experience the simple nature of the country, a cup of tea and a cool mood. The countryside in March is a unique picture

The snowflakes are scattered, small, thick, soft and light, just like the noble white swan gently dancing its wings, and small feathers fall down; Then the small snowflakes became bigger, thicker, and more dense, just like those flawless petals flying down when someone shakes the jade trees and Qionghua in the sky; Later, it snowed more and more heavily. Little snowflakes, you pulled me in the air, you hugged me, and I hugged you, as if countless torn cotton balls rolled down from the sky. At this time, the whole world became lost and beautiful

In the breeze, a grand dance has begun. The lotus fairies are dancing with intoxicating fragrance and light dance steps. Dragonflies are also attracted by this charming scene. Several dragonflies dance in the air, some stand on the lotus leaves and watch quietly. The little bees also play the violin to accompany them. Seeing this scene, I seem to have become a small dragonfly, dancing with them in the wind.At noon, the sun was high in the sky, and the ground was shining like fire. At this time, some flowers lowered their heads, as if they were thinking of their hometown; Some flowers are hunched over, while others are squeezed by me as if they were hiding in the shade

In spring, jujube trees grow tender green leaves, like wearing a green dress. The birds often chirp on the branches. Sometimes the jujube tree seems angry, frowns and ignores people. But when it hears the bird singing, it immediately gets up and dances the branches. It seems a little shy. I can't help dancing.In the morning, I took a deep breath of the fresh air full of mountains, valleys and frost. I felt energetic and full of strength, as if I had become an excellent hunter who could catch tigers in the mountains and dragons in the water overnight

The wind, so gentle, drives the small trees and grass to dance together. When a breeze comes, it is like a mother's hand gently touching her face. I like that feeling. It is cool and refreshing. To enjoy life, it is not necessary to be accompanied by delicacies of mountains and seas, Lingluo silks and satins. Nature is the most precious thing God has bestowed on mankind.At night, the high and blue sky is sparsely decorated with jewel like stars. The sky is always flickering like a ghost's eye, and the air is filled with the fresh smell of soil, fog and dew, and rice

In spring, everything recovers, flowers and trees grow everywhere. Can really "spring is full of garden can not be closed, a red apricot out of the wall." A spring breeze blew, and the grass danced happily, stretching its arms, bending to the ground, swaying from side to side, like a graceful girl dancing and playing heartily. In spring, the rain is the most common. Like a chattering old man, it sprinkles a trace of colorful language into every corner of the mountain village; It is also like a sentimental zither player, playing a string of tinkling notes that penetrate into every leaf of the tree. I have always wanted to write a poem for spring, but my poem can never tell the secret of spring's vitality

I like to use moonlight to precipitate my mood, such as water moonlight, which can be drunk. Open the window and let the moonlight flow quietly on the skin. The light and elegant charm and the fresh and implicit sentiment naturally flow in the heart. The moon is as bright as practice, and the mood becomes clear and soft in the moonlight, suddenly all kinds of feelings and beauty in life are floating.The genial sunlight sprinkles down through the dense leaves and becomes golden spots

Grandma Qiu brought the harvest paint and the good news of the harvest. In the orchard, melons and fruits are fragrant, yellow persimmons bend the branches, pear trees hang golden lanterns, and apples show red cheeks. In the fields, the sea of rice turns into golden waves, and sorghum raises a burning torch. It seems that there is a celebration meeting! The wild geese fly south. They line up in the shape of "human", as if to say: "The industrious people draw pictures of autumn." The leaves were also dyed yellow by Grandma Qiu. When Grandpa Feng blew, the leaves danced in the air like butterflies and slowly flew to the ground. Grandma Qiu put a colorful gold coat on Mountain

The clear moonlight attracted me, so I went out dressed and walked slowly into the garden with the moonlight like water. Gardenia was bathed in moonlight, cold and dewy, like a curtain of distant dreams. The bamboo shadow dances gently with the rhyme, like the water and moonlight, reflecting the clear light of the bright moon. Everything is full and flexible in the moonlight. The worldly noise and impetuosity, hesitation and hesitation are all dissolved in the moonlight. A sudden insight.The sun that has just risen is energetic and glowing, illuminating the whole world

It is the first time to hear the sound of your heart beating in the boundless sea. You can feel the steady breath in the damp wind. How nice, again and again... You suddenly understand that you are still alive, and really alive - that is the meaning of travel.People often recall the long lost past and the faces and faces of many old people during the journey. It seems that travel is a kind of solvent, melting the dust cover, and the warmth like smoke rises out.

One person, one road. On the way, one's heart moves with the scenery. From the starting point to the end, one may be happy, or sometimes lonely. If one's heart is far away, just go forward bravely. Dreams will lead the way. How far and how far one goes, connecting footprints into a lifeline.There is no speed in the world, but when you work, you have to race against the clock; There is not much time, but when you are busy, you hope that the more time you have, the better; There is no nobility in the world, but time is precious in the face of short life. Cherish time, in order to cherish life, in order to stop busy