Spring is coming. It is the season for planting trees. On Sunday, our teacher led us to the suburb to plant trees. We brought some spades, pails and saplings with us. On arriving there, everybody went into action in no time. We dug square pits first. Then two persons were needed to plant a tree. One held the sapling carefully and the other put the soil in. I wish the saplings would grow up quickly.


  Spring is Coming. The weather is sunny and warm. The sky is blue. The trees are green. The flowers are beautiful. The birds are singing. Spring is coming.

  In spring, I can fly kites. I can go hiking. I can plant trees. So I love spring.