A poem about the fields in spring Two sentences

A poem about the fields in spring Two sentences


In March, when the spring breeze blows, the spring rain moistens, and the spring sun shines, the land suddenly becomes alive. Everywhere is full of the vitality of spring, and everywhere is filled with the weather of spring. I don't know whose call it is, the spring thunder yawns and wakes everything up. Spring is everywhere, the river turns from blue to green, and the river rises, which is the lively tune of spring