Open the garden door and walk in. The grass poked its head out of the ground and spread it into a long carpet as soft as a big sponge. On both sides of the grass are wild flowers, which are as long as brocade, as dazzling as the glow in the sky and as gorgeous as the rainbow in the sky.
Walking in, it seems that I participated in a grand celebration ceremony and was shocked by the colorful, lively crowd and splashing music. In the garden, flowers are in full bloom, one here and one there, quite a few.
The braid of willow is longer and greener, and the spring breeze blows from the side. The green willow branches are like the long hair of a girl, which makes people feel comfortable and refreshing. Ah! "Blowing your face is not cold!"
In the garden, golden dandelions shine on the roadside, purple buckwheat flowers convey love under peach trees, bees sing among pink apricot flowers, butterflies fly in the blue sky, golden-winged birds whisper on willow trees with green leaves, and yellow Chongqing money trembles in the spring breeze.
How beautiful the garden is in spring!