Qingming holiday was just gone. Did you go hiking with your family or friends? Flowers, blue sky, clouds…many people’s mobile phones must have left a lot of spring. But how to use words to record you, our beautiful spring?
March is the PYP poetry month. And all the kids have written down their poems for lovely spring. If you come to the corridor of the PYP department of our primary school, you will see a colorful poem tree with leaves shaking, telling the spring in children’s eyes.
Grade one: “spring flowers blossom, spring river clear; spring crops spray, spring trees high.” Our Grade one kids wrote down the beautiful and hopeful spring with lovely poem words!
Grade Two: “Spring is coming! She swings on the kite, dances and sings happily in the rain! She’s sleeping in a budding tree! She dances and has meetings in the stream! Long willow floating and floating, it is spring hair, right? “Such a cheerful spring girl, she must have whispered in this child’s ear and told her the way she came!
Grade Three: “Spring, like a little angel. It brings life to the earth; spring, like a designer. It puts new clothes on the earth; spring, like a child, brings us endless happiness! ” Spring is full of poetry because of the children who write poetry! Spring is the inspiration of children!
Grade Four: “Spring is the rain that moistens all things, and spring is the seedlings that are striving to grow. The peach blossom dances with the spring, and the swallow laughs with the spring. ” In the eyes of the Grade Four children, spring is all new things, is the new green around the branches, is the wind following swallows! What a busy spring!
Grade Five: “As soon as the cold winter is over, spring will arrive, and the sky will be covered with paper kites in this season. They are not inferior to the Garden in Red Mansion Dream.” Getting the idea from classic books, feeling the interest of the season, Grade Five students have seen the same sky of ancient and modern spring.
When it’s getting warm and suddenly cold, the thing wandering in the air is not the dust in the north, but our longing and praise for spring! Such a beautiful spring, please stay for a long time, give us more time for a poem!