Spring, it is beautiful, it is moving, be full of opportunity of survival and vigor, also be warm.
春，是美丽的，是动人的，是充满生机与活力的，也是温暖的。
“ aimlessly knowledge gets east wind area, a variety of colour always is spring ” . The ancients says well, spring, it is multicolored, everywhere the flower blooms, everythings on earth anabiosises. This not, in the village, in campus, in the wild brushwood that is roadside even, in full bloom is worn flower. Red, white, flower of violet …… tulip, winter jasmine, helianthus resembles full branch opens like be in time for, strive to be the first, who doesn't let. It is find the scenery pleasing to both the eye and the mind really, too many things to see.
“等闲识得东风面，万紫千红总是春”。古人说得好，春天，是五彩斑斓的，处处鲜花盛开，万物复苏。这不，小区里，校园里，甚至是路边的野草丛里，都怒放着鲜花。红的、白的、紫的……郁金香、迎春花、向日葵都像赶趟儿般开满枝头，争先恐后，谁也不让谁。实在是赏心悦目，目不暇接。
Spring answer the earth, weather also rises warm up. This kind of feeling is so fervent without summer, the autumn is so cool, so callous in the winter, but have the lasting appeal with individual itself, this kind of feeling makes person mind Qing Dynasty enrages bright. Make already person exclaim, call a composition again / the person is comfortable, wish already long stand to be not moved, want to sit again croon one small poem of Shou Jili.
春回大地，天气也暖和起来。这种感觉没有夏天那么火热，秋天那么凉爽，冬天那么冷酷，但有它自己独特的韵味，这种感觉使人神清气爽。既使人惊叹，又叫作文/人舒服，既愿久立不动，又想坐下来低吟一首奇丽的小诗。
The cleverest, the flavour that still is spring. Small grass is aromatic, flower also sends out an attractive aroma, have even earth light faint scent. Hold suction of a daffodil in the palm gently a sip of, that fragrance, hover of meeting for a long time is in your heart is pointed, want to also do not forget. Pick up the leaf of a rose that removes to go up, gently whiff, already a bit agonized, have bit of scent again, return a bit light flavour that does not know how to be described, refreshing, afford for thought.
最妙的，还是春天的味道了。小草是芬芳的，花朵也散发出迷人的香气，连泥土都有淡淡的清香。轻轻托起一朵水仙花吸上一小口，那香味，会久久萦绕在你的心尖，想忘也忘不了。拾起掉在地上的一片玫瑰花瓣，轻轻一吸，既有点苦涩，又有点芳香，还有点淡淡的不知如何形容的味道，沁人心脾、耐人寻味。
Rain during springtime, wash rice underground of drop of the sound of rain is worn, that fine drizzle, moist floret small grass, moist also my heart, hope …… sows in my heart
春雨，淅淅沥沥地下着，那蒙蒙细雨，滋润着小花小草，也滋润着我心田，在我的心中播种希望……
Spring, fill lease of life, it is a season of infinite likelihood.
春天，充满生机，是个无限可能的季节。