Write a praise for spring.

1. In February and March of spring, the wind blows gently, like Mao Mao rain falling in the sky for no reason. Thousands of soft willows relax their yellow-green eyes, red, white and yellow flowers, green grass and green leaves.

2. Under the spring breeze, the mountains are green, the water is green, and the trees and grass are green; On the hillside washed several times by the spring rain, the spring seedlings covered with hills are even more intoxicating.

3, the spring rain patters, patters, grass, come out! Come out! The spring breeze smiled and the bird said, "I miss song for you!" " I want to dance for you! "

4. Spring breeze blows across the earth, and the earth turns green; Blowing through the tree, the leaves shook gently, as if dancing; Blowing through the river, the river is singing happily.

I love spring, because the sun in spring gives us infinite hope, the spring breeze gives us warmth, and the spring thunder gives us infinite strength. Spring, I love you. Love everything about you.

6. In early spring, the cold wind awakened everything. The treetops are green, the earth is green, and even the platforms of towering buildings are green. Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty wrote a poem: "Spring breeze is green in Jiang Nanan." How well you speak! But is it more than "green"?

7. Ah, I see spring. The mountains in the distance are rolling, full of green. The grass on the nearby hillside also crept out of the ground quietly. They are tender and green. Fat little lobular children, like a fat doll who just woke up.

Unconsciously, the cold wind took away the winter, and the swallows flying from the south brought warm spring. White clouds are floating in the blue sky. Soft, grass blowing trouser legs, the breath of spring is so close to the skin. Dewdrops stayed. They landed on the tip of the leaf and refused to slide down. And the color of spring, bright and light.

9. It blew away the plum blossoms on the mountain, red and yellow, delicious; When the pear flower is blown white, the fiery red begonia will open in the spring breeze.

10, the color of spring is really colorful, the sun is red, the sky is blue, the treetops are light green, and the winter jasmine is delicate yellow. No wonder poets love to sing praises to spring, and painters love to describe it, because spring is the fusion of all beautiful things in the world and the intersection of all colors.