Spring is the season when everything recovers, and there are vibrant scenes everywhere. Below I will share with you my love for junior high school composition in spring and enjoy it.

I like spring.

There are four seasons in a year, namely, red and green spring, hot summer, crisp autumn and snowy winter. I like spring best.

Spring is the season of recovery. Grass sticks out from the ground and flowers bloom. Miss Liu waved her arms by the river and swallows flew across the sky. There are vibrant scenes everywhere.

Spring is a season full of hope. The farmers in the field are trying to sow seeds. "If you plant a millet in spring, you will reap 10,000 seeds in autumn." They all want to have a good harvest in autumn. In order to get good grades, students bury themselves in their studies.

Spring is a vibrant season. "A year's plan lies in spring." Spring is the beginning of a year. You see, the streets are full of children's footprints. Indeed, spring is suitable for many things, such as flying kites, hiking and picnicking, which can show children's vitality, vitality and childlike interest.

Spring is still a season full of green. Look at the green grass and leaves. It's really pleasing to the eye.

Of course, I also like the spring of life. The spring of life is youth. It's good to be young, because you can feel the process of growth with your heart. Whether it is plain as water, tiny as silk, or earth-shattering, vigorous, youth is happy. As long as you cherish the feeling of youth, the ups and downs of youth will become the most precious jewelry in your life journey.

How nice that we are young, not inferior, not arrogant, not conceited, and not admiring ourselves!

I like spring, like the spring when everything recovers, like the spring full of hope, like the spring full of vigor and vitality, like the spring full of green, like the spring of life.

Spring is infinitely good. I like spring.

I like spring.

I love spring, because spring is the season when everything is revived and full of hope.

When the first spring breeze blows on my face, I know that spring is coming. "Bang", the sound of spring thunder woke up the dream of hibernating animals. The animals woke up when they heard the cry of ray's father. Winter jasmine wriggled in the breeze and said to the grass and trees, "Spring is coming, wake up!" " "When the grass heard the words of the winter jasmine, it stretched itself lazily, drilled its little head and looked at the whole world with curious eyes. The sleeping tree woke up and sprouted.

In spring, everything is full of vitality. In the suburbs, my sister Feng Chun gently opened Feng's pocket. Look, the vibrant willows have sprouted, smiling in the spring breeze and gently combing their flowing long hair. It's really "the jasper tree is tall and the tapestry of thousands of strands of green silk hangs down." Isn't this a sharp pair of scissors for the spring breeze? Graceful peach blossoms quietly sprouted and blossomed, smiling implicitly. The spring breeze blows off peach blossoms and the petals are fluttering, bringing people the "letter" of spring. The messenger of spring, the little swallow, comes from the south. They chirped, their scissors-like tails cocked up, as if praising the beauty of spring. The stream is flowing, adding a wonderful stroke to this beautiful spring scenery. It was she who awakened the earth and revived the earth that had been sleeping for a winter.

Moistened by the spring rain, the air is full of fresh flavor, even the air feels sweet. There are vibrant scenes everywhere.

In the garden not far away, delicate and charming flowers are greedily sucking the milk of spring. Green grass and green trees are holding their heads high, spreading their thirsty branches and leaves heartily, trying to absorb sweet rain. One or two swallows circled in the rain, anxiously looking for their way home.

The great poet of the Song Dynasty once said, "Wait a minute, and you will know that the east wind will always be spring." Yes! Spring is the season when everything is revived and colorful. It has brought many surprises to the earth and made it full of vitality.

I like spring.

Spring is coming, and I like it. "The flowers in spring forest are more charming, and the birds in spring are more sad; The spring breeze is full of affection and blows me away. " A wisp of spring breeze rippling blue waves, a piece of full of green, birds and flowers at a glance, a touch of earth fragrance. The season full of gorgeous dreams comes quietly with light steps. I love such a vibrant season, which makes everything that has been silent for a long time glow with passion again. I love this poetic season, which makes people who love spring fly colorful dreams. I love this gorgeous and fragrant season, which makes people's lives and hopes colorful.

I like spring. The sky in spring is blue, as fresh and pleasant as the sea without dust. Those charming clouds lean against the sky, singing and dancing lightly, charming and pure.

I like spring. The sunny spring, like a lively and lovely little girl, is intoxicating. The red beam is scattered on people, warm and full of longing for love.

I like spring. The spring wind is gentle and affectionate, just like a girl in the seed of love, full of warmth. Charming gesture gently awakens the sleeping earth, happily opens sleepy eyes and awakens the rebirth of nature.

I like spring. The spring rain is continuous and hazy, like a layer of white gauze covering the earth, nourishing the seedlings, turning green the willow branches and opening flowers. In an instant, a hundred flowers are blooming, a burst of birds are dancing and singing, and a beautiful and beautiful scenery renders the whole earth.

I like spring. Overnight, the ice and snow melted. A snow revived the dry stream in the valley, and the uncontrollable "Ding Dong Ding Dong" sang jubilant songs, and the swallow dance fiddled with its graceful posture. A playful look, secretly kissing the mountain, kissing the grass, kissing the tree ..., gently awakening the sleeping partner, making the mountain look brand-new in a green poem.

Spring is the season people yearn for. Spring, like the messenger of love, fills the earth with vitality, sows people's eager hopes and brings people endless joy!

I love spring, I love spring to breed brilliant summer, I love spring to sow the harvest autumn, I love spring to send away the bleak winter!

I love spring, I love the vitality of spring life, I love the enthusiasm and passion of spring, I love the wanton growth of spring, I love the youth and robustness of spring!

I love you, Spring! You let me fall into a poetic dream, you let me swing the young heart of spring scenery, you let me rise the passion of striving for progress, and you let me sprout the tenderness of deep attachment to you!

I love you-Spring!

I like spring.

I don't like hot summer, bleak autumn, and I don't like cold winter. I love vibrant spring, it is not! Miss Chun came with light steps.

I went to the park to look for its footprints: ah! The grass in the lawn has turned into tender green, showing the vitality of spring; I went to the field to look for its footprints: ah! The ice in the stream melted, and the small fish swam around as if they were taking part in a competition; I went to the pond to look for its footprints: ah! Frogs sound one after another, like a band, playing a wonderful "song of spring", calling animals back to enjoy this warm spring. The swallow heard it first and hurried back. I went to the garden to look for its footprints: ah! Peach, apricot and pear trees, you won't let me, and I won't let you, scrambling to bloom happily. Red is like fire, pink is like chardonnay and white is like snow. Fragrant flowers attract swarms of bees and butterflies to dance under the tree; I went to the farmland to look for its footprints: ah! Farmers' uncles are busy sowing and watering.

Spring breeze, like a mother touching your hand, is soft and subtle. Standing in the wind, the spring breeze blows head-on, so comfortable, so refreshing, so cool, with open arms, bathed in the spring breeze, what a pleasant thing! Spring rain, filar silk, continuous, in the distance, hazy, vague, poetic. After a spring rain, the sky seems washed, so bright, so fresh, so far-reaching, so quiet. Willow branches and leaves turned emerald green, as if they would squeeze out water at the touch. The smell of earth is brewing in the air, mixed with the smell of grass, which is really intoxicating.

"A day's plan lies in the morning, and a year's plan lies in the spring." Old people use this best time to exercise and breathe fresh air; Children fly kites in the square and play in the park. Very enjoyable!

Spring is a painting, waiting for people to describe it; Spring is a poem, waiting for people to appreciate it; Spring is the best future for people to explore.

I love spring! What about you?

I like spring.

"lixi lixi" drizzle, with the weak east wind, gently floats on the earth, nourishes into fertile land, awakens the flowers and rivers that have been sleeping for a winter, and also awakens people confined in the house by the cold. Adults, children and old people all come out to feel the breath of spring.

In the rain, the grass sneaked out and took a comfortable bath in the spring rain, washing away the dirt accumulated for a winter. Look, they are stretching in the rain. Flowers are no longer reserved, scrambling to open, red, purple and blue, all like children, for fear of falling behind. Maybe the flowers are so beautiful that the rain can't help kissing these beautiful elves and everything. On the bare branches, the green leaves were also pulled out, and the dry trees suddenly took on a new look.

Because of the rain, grass, flowers and trees are growing quietly. The animals gradually woke up. The rain stopped and the wind came. "Blowing your face without cold willows" is like a mother's hand stroking you. The wind is mixed with the smell of new soil and flowers. Squirrels jump up and down on the bare branches, birds show off their crisp throats on the branches, sing beautiful songs to praise and thank spring and wake up their sleeping partners.

Under the caress of spring breeze and spring rain, the water broke free from the shackles of ice and sang cheerful songs. The clear stream reflects the warm sunshine and is colorful. The fish at the bottom of the water play in groups of three or five. Beautiful songs jingle in spring. The snow on the mountain gradually melted, exposing the green grass buried under the snow again.

Everyone took off their heavy cotton-padded jackets and put on light clothes. Children are flying in the fields, picking flowers and smelling the breath of spring. The old people survived another severe winter and went to stretch in the yard. The farmers picked up hoes and used up all the strength they had saved all winter to work hard in the fields. Everything in the world is full of vitality.

Ah, spring is like a beautiful picture scroll, which makes people never tire of seeing it!