Willow branches spread their yellow-green leaves, swaying gently in the slight spring breeze, just like groups of fairies in green clothes dancing.
Every spring, kapok as red as fire, peony as pink as chardonnay and Chinese rose as white as jade are in full bloom.
The buds on the branches of Chinese fir are already quite plump and tender, reflecting the bright sky.
The spring rain continued, sprinkling on the buttonwood trees in the yard. Sasha vujacic gently plucked the strings like a musician and quietly swallowed mulberry leaves like a silkworm baby. ...
In the field, the wheat seedlings turn green, endless, like green waves. Golden wild vegetable flowers sparkle in the green waves.
Spring is coming! Look, the melting ice water woke up the stream. "Ding Dong Ding Dong", like a magical singer of nature, is singing crisp and sweet songs and rushing forward. ...
The bright moonlight decorated the night sky and the earth in spring. The night sky is like an endless transparent sea, quiet, vast and mysterious. The dense stars, like small sparks in the sea, twinkle and flap tiny spots. In quiet sleep, fields, villages and trees are covered with silver gauze. Mountains, vaguely like clouds and islands on the sea, seem to summon ships sailing at night, shining with a little purplish fire from time to time.