春天是一幅画卷,以大地为纸,以轻风为笔,涂满了蓬勃的色彩。她把绿绒带入原野,将璀璨的色调染于花朵之中;她把湛蓝覆盖于大海,将淡绿洒入池塘。春雨,连绵柔和,似春姑娘编织的丝线。它滋润着大地,花儿笑了,草儿摇了,争相品味着乳汁的甜蜜。春风,似一只手,抚摸着万物的脸庞,唤醒了它们。千万条柳枝都舒展开了嫩黄色的衣裙。红的花,青的草,绿的树, Spring is a picture scroll, with the earth as its paper, with the breeze as a pen, painted with vibrant colors. She brought green velvet into the wilderness, dazzling bright colors in the flowers; she covered the blue sea, the light green spilled into the pond. Spring rain, continuous soft, silk spring girl weaving. It nourishes the earth, flowers laughed, grass shake, contend for the sweetness of milk. Spring breeze, like a hand, stroking the face of all things, awakened them. Ten thousand willow branches are stretched bright yellow dress. Red flower, green grass, green tree,