What color is spring in your eyes?

First of all, in the eyes of spring, the sky is high and blue. Clouds float slowly, like harvested cotton, white and loose in piles. Spring sent away the cold of winter, walked out of the flying snowflakes, and finally began a sunny day.

Then I came to the river where the grass sprouted, and the green leaves stretched out like small hands. Old willow hangs countless silk tapestries, swaying in the waves, like a green mist and a green smoke, which makes people really intoxicated and dazzled. The river is flowing happily, and a group of ducks are playing in the water, flapping their wings and fighting, chasing each other from time to time. The quack is pushing the waves in the water.

Look at the garden again, the Spring Festival is resplendent and magnificent, the magnolia flowers are blushing and pink, and the flowers are blooming and colorful. Peach blossom has become a sea of flowers, shy as a girl's cheek, with red in powder and bright in red, and the white clouds all over the sky have become a rosy sky. When I came to the pear garden, the pear blossoms were white and elegant, and pieces of plain silk fell like white clouds for nine days, which was endless silence and beauty. Flowers bloom, attracting bees and butterflies to dance wildly. They are all picking the fragrance and sucking the nectar of the stamens.

Spring in the eyes is a painting, a poem in the heart, a kite flown by a child, a water drop from a mountain stream, and a cheerful sea wave.