歌颂春天的英语散文

歌颂春天的英语散文

导语：春天，是活力四射的季节。冰雪在春光中悄然消融，溪流在春日淙淙流淌。接下来是小编为你带来收集整理的描写春天的英语散文，欢迎阅读！

　　歌颂春天的'散文1

In the spring, when the weather was warm, the mother's wheezing was better, and there was a noticeable lack of cough every day.

I moved a recliner, and let her sit on it, and look out, and the flowers opened, and the chickens in the garden, led by the mother of the chickens, went to the sand to eat. The mother's face was good, and occasionally she gave the chicken little rice grain.

When spring came, the farmers urged people, fields and fields to be planted. Although my mother was not able to do manual labor, she sometimes guided us in the field with a cane, and the experience of farming was accumulated.

Mother worked in the country for a lifetime, she could not leave the land. Second brother two years ago they decided, let my mother and I moved to the city to live, but my mother insisted on in the countryside, but also for second brother they gave the people in the village for some way to get rich, this is my mother, our spiritual spring, mother often said that the city is the city of good, but leave the countryside, in the city in recent years, the city is not to the village to run every day, eat village, village house, this two years under mother's toil, when not farming, threw a farmhouse, city cousin to help do, business is good.

We have spring, and mother is our spring.

　　歌颂春天的散文2

Yellow sun lazily strolled out of the clouds, the sky painted a pale, with a reddish, a purple smoke, the sun is the great painter, but because at the beginning of winter sleep wake, long dream is not broken, so elaborate. Far days like fog, at the end of the sky, the roof of whose roof is supported by the crown of elm, carved in the spring sky of the lace, and like a long lasting fireworks.

The white poplars stretched out their branches from the white, white, smooth trunk, and stretched themselves out to the sun, and made a great effort to make the sun shine. When the sun was shining, the trees swelled up the bud, which was unshaken. The brown - shiny caterpillar can't come, it can't come in the spring.

The wutong, green peach, huang Yang and privet are all in the winter dream, waiting for spring girl to wake up. The spring girl did not knock the spring thunder, timidly covered the face of the flower, hiding in the cold wind, refused to step here. The grass is like a caterpillar in a hurry, holding its face to the ground, with a little crack, looking out.

Where is spring? You can't see it, you can't hear it, you just feel it by convention.

Give me a kind of mood, as with previous years, and we walk hand in hand under the shade of willow trees, and we stood in the square little orange you handed me, and in that day you turn to return to say with me the seven words, so, I will believe that spring has come.

You smiled and laughed at me.

Pour me a glass of water, say a word, I think, this is spring, so warm.

　　歌颂春天的散文3

In march, my friend called and asked me how my hometown was doing so well this year. I said it was ok, although I missed the flower, but luckily I can enjoy the first and last snow in Harbin after the Spring Festival.

By mid-may, the streets of the ice city had a little green, and the life in the sun, like fresh blood, poured into my body with a warm glow. In after a long cold winter, warm finally came in the northern city, all things recovery, exuberant, clearly is eyeful of early spring, but in fact, the spring is over for a long time.

In the northeast, there is a boundless expanse of snow-covered plain, with the clear and moving songhua river, and the cold wind from the far north, and the winter that seems to never end. When the summer of the hometown comes, here is still a picture of spring, so peaceful, so beautiful. But I know that I never belong here, and sooner or later I will return to the fiery basin of the south, where I have all my memories.

In the last few days, the bedroom went crazy with nine knives of the movie "those years, we chased the girl together". The boy wrote on the lantern: shen jia yi, please contact me. But she was afraid of the girl's refusal, and she did not want the girl to give him a reply. The kongming lamp rises up into the sky, and the other side of the lamp is a big "good" word, stung the eye. Many years later, ko recalled that shen had told him that there were many things in life that were futile. A big boy burst into tears like a tear.

So we know that, but the one who doesn't know how to love, but still has to love at the same time is getting farther and farther away. Now, the words "once" or "those years" will always add a touch of sadness to the happy memories. Sometimes feel a turn or the familiar corridors, sometimes wake up and thought math homework didn't copy over, sometimes miss the once for "eternity" believe in yourself. It is only now that we understand that everything and everything is subtly changing, the only thing that is constant is the deep yearning.

I remember that he always said he was going to study for the rise of China. I laughed at him like an angry young man, and then he would miraculously listen to his math class together. I remember when huan ye graduated, he said to me, the man is at ease, I nod to say is, in the heart but five tastes mixed sink; Remember I said to tiandi, to be with her in an air-conditioned classroom to read "high four", but I have to eat words...

A day changes a year. Life is like a change of weather. It is sunny and rainy, and it will clear up after rain. In spring, summer, autumn and winter, we gradually learn how to love and cherish. I was just thinking that next spring, I would still have time to enjoy the peach blossoms in my hometown.

　　歌颂春天的散文4

There are four seasons in a year, the spring of peach and willow, the hot summer, the crisp autumn and the Snow White winter. My favorite is spring, because spring is the season of renewal, and it represents a new beginning.

One of the main reasons for liking spring is the abundance of wild vegetables. "Spring breeze blowing, wild vegetables," when I was a child, is a tempting season spring, because spring has many delicious vegetables, cedar, YuQian, sophora japonica, purslane, cordate houttuynia, wild leek flower, Chinese wolfberry, HuiHuiCai, MianTiaoCai, bitter food is nutritious delicious vegetables. Said that Chinese wolfberry, just over the tomb-sweeping day, headland of wolfberry plant has long out of the many Chinese wolfberry bud, pale green on the way from school, we can conveniently pick a handful of Chinese wolfberry, pointed, returned home to adults, in the boiling water pot boil, clean water drift, sprinkle with seasoning can serve, in the bitter with the sweet, is our food, and Chinese wolfberry and has the effect of heat-clearing and detoxifying, favored by people like. Just in the past, people eat Chinese wolfberry bud, is mostly in order to enrich the table, add a little content to less affluent life, and now, green food has become fashionable, Chinese wolfberry has openly on the market, became the house guest of the hotels, but also increase the income of the farmers.

And MianTiaoCai MianTiaoCai hidden in wheat, on Sunday, we will make a basket, and spatula knife came to crop, is so big harvest, soon will dig a basket, full MianTiaoCai can begin to do the dishes, can also be Fried in a pan of hot oil to eat, to eat is full of fragrance. Is struggling to eat most food, can be burnt soup and salad and made pickles, allegedly, bitter old food has been a tribute of court, when spring comes, the squire will send people to make good the bitter vegetables to the city, let those dignitaries people change the taste, I don't know if this is true, but it's really very delicious vegetables, tender and crisp, was the fresh scent of the wild vegetables, one of the most concentrated, if in the village which are family cooking it, distance can smell the smell of it. There are many kinds of wild vegetables in my hometown, but they can only be eaten for a short period of time, usually only half a month. After that, I have to wait for the spring of the second year.

Like spring, because it is a beautiful, magical, full of hope season.

　　歌颂春天的散文5

Spring quietly came to us, everything seemed so quiet and natural. I want to go out with my family. My daughter doesn't want to go out.

After a spring rain, the earth is washed by the rain, walking in nature, the fragrance of a soil, give a person a refreshing, comfortable feeling. The mountains are greener, the trees are greener, and there is a dizzying variety of people.

At some time, the spring girl quietly changed into the new clothes, the fresh green leaves on the branches, in the sunlight is so conspicuous. In the field, the green wheat is facing the warm spring, stretching the waist, spreading the leaves, and growing. The rape flower of golden | color, give out a strong fragrance, with gentle spring breeze, the fragrance of the fragrance that comes to the nose is sweet, let a person be enchanted. Swarms of bees were dancing in the flowers, singing a happy song of spring. White pear flowers, clusters, clusters, in the spring breeze, the fresh green leaves, clusters of flowers, the branches of the wind dance. Go on, come to a peach garden, pink peach blossom like a colorful cloud, fall in the green mountains. The branches are full of peach blossoms, the delicate petals around the white core, is so pure, so gentle, so quiet. I couldn't bear to be near her, afraid to touch her and hurt her. From time to time, in the cluster of flowers, one or two little green leaves peeped out to admire the charming spring light. And the bud that is budding, the smiling face of the red, shy hide the branch, show her charm.

Castle peak, green trees, flowers, is a beautiful scenery, the distant small white buildings including the pines, like walked into the beautiful fairy tale world, let a person forget work fatigue, heart trouble.

Walking in the spring of nature, intoxicated in the spring, holding the hand of the lover, in this spring through our life.

　　歌颂春天的散文6

Spring came, and the cold and the frost finally passed, and the sunshine and the peach blossoms came again, the earth opened its heart, and all things came to spirit.

I also used to open myself in the spring, and in retrospect, I had the innocence of childhood, the ignorance of youth, the pioneering spirit of youth, and now I have entered the threshold of middle age unconsciously. Through the spring day, rain seems to be soft and moist, but not all, on a spring day, once for love injured, smoked one stuffy smoke, as well as the work a little mood hard to comfort played all night playing CARDS, more have seen the spring warms the blossoms are not neat operation confused old couple in the countryside, that is to say, even in the spring, there will be the unpleasant things come out from the side with.

There is spring in the country, and that is the country's vigor and vitality. Our little home has spring, that is, the days are safe, the family is harmonious, the neighborhood is real. Walking forward, inadvertently, on the ground, black and small ants lined up long lines to carry the delicious food in the spring. Distant fields, golden rapeseed, the little bees were putting a little bit of sweetness into the hive. Like the swallows, they are building their new nests.

The time of spring is not too long, the journey of life is hard and short, so let us put happiness on our face and say: treasure!

　　歌颂春天的散文7

Spring is used to be like this: from the collect inside green mountains, the snow don't stay up any longer, snow, with a grim smile into flower, top keep song is from the cloud to the foothills, from the foothills to decadence in a low voice, singing artless villages, sing into a duckling yellow, sing into the soft mud - broad - soft, like a new double bed quilt mud -.

It was so charming, so sensitive, yet so chaotic. A loud thunder, can be unjustly cry all the clouds, a cuckoo cries, azaleas can dou in a city, a gust of wind, every willow tree YinChu one is white, light and airy said can say, listen to also can't hear --, willow, every -- is a semicolon. Anyway, spring is so unreasonable, illogical, and still good enough to make people calm.

And about the name of the spring, there was such a story: before the "book of songs", before the "history", before the changjie untouched, a lamb when eaten grass suddenly feel the sweat, when a child is flying a kite suddenly feel fit, a pair of leg pain at suddenly feel comfortable, thousands of hand in the famous double element in taojiang river wun sha suddenly feel blood relation of water... When they ran to each other in surprise, they decided to put their mouths into the shape of whistling, naming the season -- "spring" -- in a pleasant whisper.

The bird can begin to measure the sky again. Some are responsible for measuring the blue degree of the sky, some are responsible for measuring the transparency of the day, and some are responsible for measuring the height and depth of the two wings. And all the birds are not good mathematicians, they chirp and calculate, nuclear and nuclear, and finally dare not to announce the statistics.

As for all the flowers, they were given to the butterfly. All the stamens are sent to the bees to compile. All the trees, to the wind to indulge. And the wind, the old fengling before the eave to remember, one by one.

Spring must have been so, or, where, is it still so? Through the black forest through the chimney, I would like to visit the spring in the far back of the ages.

　　歌颂春天的散文8

In spring, I don't know how much I know. Spring is a colorful season, spring, spring breeze stroke, spring warms bloom, nor, everything wake up, flowers, full, TaoGongLiuLu, it was a poet and painter's pet. But in the south of the spring, especially in the bustling city, it is not feeling the coming of spring, but in the humid south wind, you will wake up: oh, spring is coming!

The southern return of the weather, mist shrouded, misty rain, water vapor permeated, the road muddy, the corridor wet, look up at the sky, misty, the night is deep, the lights are wandering. The rainy days are always hard to see the sun, the clothes of the balcony are scattered with a strange smell, the window of the room dare not open easily.

The southern spring is the season of the most depressed and depressed, let a person in the whole body weakness, damp air lazy want to doze off, when cold when hot weather is the most sensitive cause of the flu, the mood also as heavy as the gray sky. At first, it is the most difficult to keep interest when it is cold, and it is always difficult to sleep well at night, and the first thing is to get out of bed in the morning.

Although the breeze drizzle has been continuous, but the unknown flower is full of the whole hillside, a look at the eye, colorful, the competition, the scenery boundless beauty. The chirping birds flitted between the branches, calling their companions to sing their voices. The thick wooden cotton tree on the street was covered with clusters of flowers, forming a special landscape. And the fallen flowers under the tree is the poet cherishing the poem: more can be a few times of rain, in a hurry to return to the spring, cherish the spring is afraid of blooming early, much less red.

If we do not have a plan to keep spring, and let a "falling red is not a heartless thing, turn into spring mud to protect the flowers" to comfort the heart of the loss.