Everyone likes many kinds of objects and plants such as poplar, oak, and birch, but I like long hair The long willow tree girl. I even know quite a few verses about it. The jasper is as high as a tree, and there are thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down. I don’t know who cuts out the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. After listening to this poem, maybe you also want to enjoy this beautiful scenery with me.
In the morning, when I was walking on the way to school, the flying catkins on the willow trees often surrounded me from left to right, either touching my clothes or hitting my face, entangled endlessly. This will remind people of the poem that the ancients said: "There is love even when the catkins are flying,".
On the way home from school at noon, I shouted loudly: "Miss Liushu washes her hair." This scene is so beautiful. ”The leaves have sprouted goose-yellow buds. Each one looks like a chicks mouth.
In the afternoon, the morning glow came out, and the willow trees danced in the beautiful scenery of the sunset, which was extremely beautiful. That scene can only be seen a few times a year.
Ah, the willow tree. You are a graceful girl in my heart. Your long hair and graceful dancing posture make people intoxicated and forget to leave.
