In early spring, everything becomes so nostalgic and beautiful. The sky here is more lovely than elsewhere. The air is so fresh and the sky is so clear. It makes me always want to sing a song to express my joy.
In early spring, the sun rises from the horizon as if waking up from sleep, and thousands of rays of sunlight quietly fall through the gaps between the green and dense branches. On this sunny morning, everything looks so green, as if it has been given new life, and like Chinese paintings that are only rendered with green and not outlined with ink lines. The green color everywhere is flowing, gently flowing into the clouds. This state is both amazing and comfortable. It makes people want to stand for a long time and look around, but also wants to whisper a beautiful little poem. In this state, even the horses and the big animals The cows were intoxicated.
The green willow branches look particularly delicate, the soil is so soft and soft, a beautiful cuckoo stops on the branch and sings loudly, and a beautiful butterfly flies in the air, as if being touched by the cuckoo. The songs of birds attract people, and the singing of cuckoos intoxicates butterflies, mesmerizes flowers, and nourishes people's hearts.
Everything in spring is spiritual, free, and alive. These scenery will always be in my heart and I will never forget it.