In early spring and February, I seem to see a little green in the hazy sky, like a child who can't wait to run, feeling the breath of spring spreading. I close my eyes and breathe gently. I smell the faint fragrance of spring, with moist grass fragrance.

Fold a paper warbler and fly it in the February sky. Fireworks in March, the grass grows and the flowers bloom. The glass full of deep thoughts is placed in your palm, and the warm feeling is endless, which will also make you thank me for the endless happiness brought by the soft wind in February.

Shortly after the surprise in February, several spring thunder arrived as scheduled, awakening some sleeping spring. After a rain in Mao Mao, spring becomes thicker and deeper: trees are greener and brighter, flowers are brighter, and the spring breeze is getting warmer and warmer. The thunder in the surprise, like an alarm clock set by hibernating insects, boomed several times and woke the dormant insects.

In February, the kiss of the spring breeze melted the frozen soil, and the grass that had slept for a winter woke up in the beginning of spring solar terms, rubbing its sleepy eyes, quietly sticking its head out, gracefully blending into the hazy beauty of "the grass is near but not far away", and silently interpreting the tenacity and strength of vitality with the tenacity of "the wildfire is still unfinished and the spring breeze is high"