Spring in my hometown always comes quietly, which makes people feel its existence. But it is so unwilling to be lonely, and gradually, some subtle changes have taken place around it.
People took pains to take off their thick cotton-padded clothes and greeted the year with joy; The river that was frozen for a winter was melted by the warm sunshine in spring; Trees are growing fresh branches and buds, and even old pine trees are particularly tall and straight ... spring is really here!
Animals that have been sleeping for a winter gradually wake up and talk about winter fairy tales. The earth is full of vitality, commerce and heroism.
Spring breeze caresses you like a mother's hand. Warm and soft, so that people who have long been used to whistling in the cold wind feel a little comfortable.
The rain in my hometown is not as frequent as that described by Zhu Ziqing, but the scenery is still very moving. Slim slings fluttered from the air, densely woven obliquely, like a three-dimensional net, holding people's hearts, and rain was flowing into their hearts.