Spring coms at last. vrything bgins to grow. Th trs turn grn, and th flowrs com out. On th playground, in th filds, on ach sid of th road, th young grass grows vrywhr. Spring also arrivs in our school. Com and s, bhind our taching building, thr ar som small par trs covrd with whit flowrs; on both sids of it, thr ar som othr flowrs smiling at you, Som ar yllow, som ar rd. In our school gardn, mor flowrs ar thr. All kinds of flowrs of many colours can b sn. Look, thr ar som Kits flying in th sky. Th spring wind is blowing. Th sun is shining brightly. Som boys ar playing gams in th sun, Listn, a group of girls ar singing Whrs spring? It sounds lik th singing of lark birds. All ths mak m think that spring is hr, spring is thr, and spring is just in our school. Fh boys and th girls ar all lik flowrs in spring. What a bautiful sason! }tow lovly th childrn ar!
