brianna bradford

Hard spring

The four seasons have their own characteristics: the spring of birds and flowers; The scorching sun of summer; A crisp autumn; A snowy winter. In the cycle of four seasons, what I love is spring! Spring is definitely a canvas stained with the color of life. New green, bright green, fresh green, green, full of green ah, gentle with our sight. And the star like flashing a little bit of red, a little bit of yellow, a little bit of pink, a little bit of purple ah, also surprised our eyes. So, began to walk in spring. Stepping on her soft soil, just know the hotbed of life can be so plain. As long as the old man of the season comes, all the sleeping seeds can be bred here, and give life a change of attitude. Spring, is definitely a full of life bustling picture scroll. Whether out of the ground, or budding; Whether it stretches slowly, or flows slowly; Whether it is quiet, or the nightingale whispers, as long as the season of the old man to open the curtain of spring, they will use their own unique way, here the magic of the natural show of vitality. So, began to roam in the spring. Covered with soft spring, let slightly sweet wind, passing from the side. You will realize that the breath of spring actually contains one of the most touching tenderness. Will also feel that nature is a strange mother, she chose in the depression of all things at the end of the winter, will be a variety of life out, let them step on the most gentle wisp of spring, embrace, bring infinite vitality to the world. In a flash, winter is gone, and spring has crept into the world. Spring, is a beautiful season, is full of poetic season; Spring, also means a vibrant start. Since ancient times, poets love spring, praise spring, because spring scenery is pleasant, everywhere can enter poetry. Walking in the garden of ancient poems, we can see Wing Chun poems colorful and colorful. It is dizzying. We pick a few flowers at will and read them slowly.