Spring comes here from a distant country, ringing the bell, driving the carriage and singing cheerful songs. Along the way, all the places along the way were dyed green full of youth and vitality. She took away the white and loneliness in winter and brought new life and hope.

I stretched out my arms and wanted to embrace the beautiful spring. But she left in such a hurry that I could only watch it go away and sigh for myself. I am not reconciled. I looked for her everywhere.

I came to the stream and the thawed stream sang a cheerful song. "Ding-dong, Ding-dong." I want to ask where the cheerful stream is in spring, but she is so happy that her hearty laughter drowned out my voice. Looking at the clear stream, I think I must have washed my face here in spring, otherwise how could the water be so clear?

I wandered on the edge of the forest. There is a green leaf on the thick branch like a dragon. They are covered with the first ray of sunshine in the morning, just like a layer of gold. I saw vines winding around the green trees. I knew they must have been hung on the swing in spring, otherwise, how could so much wealth be left in this forest?

Through the dense forest, there is a green grass behind. There are all kinds of small wild flowers on the grass. This must be the hairpin scattered in spring!

"Jingle, Jingle." I heard the ringing bell again. I followed the bell and ran to the field. There are shallow wheat fields in the field, wicker will be very comfortable and cloak will be very soft. I sat wearily under the big tree to have a rest. At this time, a warm wind gently brushed my face, mixed with the fragrance of grass and flowers. I let the wind kiss my cheek and tease my hair. It's so pleasant. Suddenly, I felt a warm current rush into my heart and "banished" the chill left in my heart in winter. All my thoughts imprisoned by the cold, in the spring season, become active, quietly sprout, blossom and bear fruit. Yang Shuhua became catkins, flashing and rising in the sky of thoughts.

In spring, you symbolize youth, hope and joy, and the breeze is your wing! Who can match your beauty, beauty and kindness? You are like a pregnant mother, taking care of every child year after year. Your gentleness and care have turned into spring rain and spring breeze, so that children can thrive under the warm bath.

Give me a flower pen, I want to find emotional poems and write them to my mother who raised everything-spring; I also want to dedicate my sincere feelings to thousands of women in Qian Qian-the great mothers who endured hardships!

Spring is like an ocean of life pouring on the ground, white flowers hanging on trees, a wide and warm fog everywhere, and it also produces a hazy happiness in people's hearts.