On a fine spring day like this I feel quite carefree.

Spring is the time, flowers bloom, a hundred flowers contend in beauty, it is the nature of the spring. In spring, followed by the first step strain of grass

"Finally get over it". In the bright spring days days, we might as well look back have a look, may wish to feel the feelings of warmth and happiness. Happiness and peace, in fact, right now, in the US.     

     In the past, is used only for the tickets, we look in detail; the future, is a riddle, who can know, who can first crack; now, is a gift, is placed in front of, is the most cherished.

      In the bright spring days days, spring outing to the park, stretching far spring. Spring air I close my eyes, feeling is sweet, I am deeply suck it fresh and green, the whole body and mind to relax completely. Tender buds, rolling dewdrops, the sunlight is very warm, I squinted. Let it steals a kiss on my cheek, so comfortable! Green willows by the riverside, beautiful long hair down to the river, and the river gently hug. Fresh season, the recovery of all things, the branches of the sound of singing birds, jump joyful, free to fly.

          Like the spring rain, as thin as silk, densely interwoven between the safflower green willows, prepare a full of vigour of spring. Spring rain is as precious as oil, sweet rain moistening the earth, flowers smile to open mouth, also wet my hair and clothes, slightly cool feeling, suddenly the whole people refreshed.

         A year's plan starts with spring. Have to admit, is the one and only spring makes me feel. The flowers to bloom, the trees are also absorbs sunlight, farmers planting, holding cattle on the spring, in the spring of the land of hope.
Spring, the beginning of hope, run in the spring season, give me unlimited power beyond the bright spring days.