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The wind gently blows through the treetops, through the flowers, and lingers under the high blue sky. A few faint floating clouds floated lazily across the clear sky, and after a while, they were blown away by the wind. I came to the park alone to admire the spring land. The big trees on both sides of the path stood straight there, stretching out their thick arms and embracing a tree of green leaves. The leaves are dark green, light green, tender green, dark green, and they look deep and shallow from afar, weaving a green vitality. In the thick shade, a few birds are singing happily and playing happily. The spring garden is particularly charming. The spring rain a few days ago washed away the dust on the flowers and trees. Bright yellow spring, several petals have been knocked off by the rain, but still exude a strong vitality, trembling slightly in the breeze. The grass in the garden has long been green because of spring coming to the earth, like a group of carefree children, showing cute smiles and waving like me enthusiastically. The weather was clear and the spring breeze was gentle, and I walked briskly to the small river full of willow trees. The flowing water is gurgling, the sound of the water is like a minor key, the soft melody, so pleasant to the ear, so beautiful, no wonder the beautiful water spray is about to dance with the wind.