A complete collection of parallel sentences describing Xiaocao. Xiaocao is wearing a fresh and tender green dress, like a naughty child, looking left and right, avoiding dead leaves, avoiding stubborn rocks, and sneaking out of the soil.

Got out.

The grass is like a tough warrior, standing up to the wind and frost.

When the grass sprouts buds, it is the call of spring, and the fine rain is always a fable of youth; when the sun shines directly on the earth, it is the shining of summer, and the lotus in the pond is always a portrayal of enthusiasm; when the leaves fall quietly

When the plum blossoms bloom, it is the breath of autumn, and the cool wind is always a symbol of beauty; when the plum blossoms bloom, it is the coming of winter, and the white snow is always pure.

Although the grass cannot emit a long and refreshing fragrance, it has put a new green dress on Mother Earth in the vast land; although it is not priceless, it uses its own life to create green waves for children to step on.

It jumps; although it does not have a beautiful color, the green tells us that this is the color of life.

In this world, the green and velvety grass, the green grass and the green moss all seem to emit fragrance.

Xiaocao is like a tenacious warrior with extremely strong vitality.

The grass firmly grasped the soil, holding its head and chest high, like a fearless warrior.

When the grass turns green, when the flowers bloom, and when the birds sing, I know that spring is here.

The grass is green, like a green ocean.

The grass quietly poked its head out from the soil, tender and green, with two crystal dewdrops hanging on it, like a pair of big and energetic eyes, curiously looking at everything outside.

Xiaocao was like a cute baby who was snoozing. With his sleepy eyes open, he poked his head out of the white snow quilt and looked at the world curiously.

The newly born grass explores its green buds, like a newborn baby curiously looking at the colorful world.

The grass is green and looks like a dancing carpet when the wind blows.

The ice and snow have just melted, and the grass is like a group of lively and lovely children, playfully stretching out their green little heads from the arms of Mother Earth. They are so thin and petite, but they are not afraid of the cold and dance happily in the spring breeze.

dance.

Xiaocao, led by Uncle Breeze, nodded and said hello to Lantian.

The grass grows very lush, like layers of ripples blown by the hot wind.

The colors of the grass are rich and colorful, and the pieces connected one by one are better than the tapestry woven by skillful hands. They are vivid, natural and harmonious.

In autumn, the grass turns yellow. From a distance, it looks like a piece of yellow cloth.

Spring is here, Xiaocao bent over, did some gymnastics, and slowly and lazily came out!

The grass is like a guardian of spring, standing tall on the earth.

The scenery throughout the four seasons is diverse and beautiful.

In the green spring, the grass sprouts, the flowers bloom, and the beautiful nature bursts with vitality and vitality; in the fiery red summer, the sun is like fire, everything grows, and the warm nature blooms with vitality and enthusiasm; in the golden autumn, the sky is high with clouds

Light, with the fragrance of ripe fruits and rice, the mature nature harvests pride and glory; in the white winter, with thin water, cold mountains, and beautiful jade trees, the silent nature breeds hopes and dreams.

The grass swayed happily in the spring breeze, making waves of laughter.

It is not as bright and colorful as flowers, but it carries the greenness all over the body, shuttling through spring and autumn; it is not as tall and straight as trees, but it covers the boundless world along the stretching land.

The bright purples and reds never captivated his eyes, the green pines and strong bamboos couldn't block his gentle light, the wild fires couldn't burn them out, the spring breeze blew again, and wherever he was, it seemed like there was hope.

The sun came out, reflecting the dewy grass, the beautiful flowers, and the clear pond.

The grass is like a shy little girl, secretly poking her head out of the soil.

The grass in the cracks of the rock is growing optimistically and tenaciously with its heart towards the world outside; the stream in the valley is looking towards the vast ocean at the end of the world, flowing day and night; the birds on the branches are enjoying the great season of spring.

, singing cheerfully and carefree.

It is not only the grass that joints in the spring, but also our dreams; it is not only the flowers that sprout in the spring, but also our hopes; it is not only the earth that awakens in the spring, but also our lives.

Extended reading: Famous poems and beautiful sentences describing Xiaocao. Xiaocao stretched himself and breathed the fresh air.

Xiaocao emerged from the ground and stretched his waist.

The grass put on a green coat and waved to us in the wind.

Xiaocao raised her head and smiled at Father Sun.

The grass poked its little head out of the ground.