The Beauty of Spring

　　Finally, spring came, sleep in the winter the earth revived. People feel relaxed, monotonous winter is over. Small animal hibernation wake up to the earth for ornament.

　　Look! The flowers, peach, apricot, pear, you will not let me, I will not let you open. Red like fire, like a powder Xia, white like snow, scented flowers. Spend the next hundreds and thousands of bees buzzing, big and small butterflies. The flowers open, shining, the sweet smile to the earth. Wild flowers are everywhere: various, has the name, does not have the name, scattered in the grass to the eyes, like the stars, but also blink. ( Cheng Yu literature )

　　In the look, the rain also came down, cecil. There is an old saying goes: spring rain is as precious as oil -- spring analogy can help plant growth. Heavy rain is not summer, not the thunder and rain drifting. But a softly, softly, like feathers, like a newborn baby. Spring rain like silk lean over the world, to put on the green grass, flowers to the most brilliant smile, added to the tree bud. She moistens everything, let all the rebirth in the spring.

　　Ah! The beautiful spring, you brought us joy.