年轻的乡村日记: 我躺在我的花园里,让春天冲刷着我

一世 wake up every morning at the moment with a spring in my step, 据我所知,这是我最喜欢的季节. 太阳下​​山了, 温暖地球, 随着蓬松的云朵慢慢散开. In my back garden I can see the young sprouts in the flower bed, being rustled and squashed by the cheeky squirrels, scuttling about, dancing across the obstacle course. Wispy wildflowers decorate the border, showing off their lavender and milky outfits, with crimson tulips peeking through.

Buzz, buzz … a furry bumblebee heads towards the red rhododendrons in search of nectar, not realising that it is acting as a pollinator, covered in pollen from the plant’s anthers.

The branches of the magnolia tree wave, sending the spring breeze washing over me; its magnificent lilac flowers bring colour to the garden as it awakens. I lie down flat under the baby blue sky that’s dotted with delicate cirrus clouds, the grass a pillow for my head. A blackbird hops on to a branch, pecking at a worm, focused on its lunch. Then I hear the melody of magpies, blue tits and robins. I zip around with my arms by my sides, pretending I’m soaring like the birds.

In the garden, I always feel at home. I can play with my friends here or come alone. Whatever the season, there is always a lot to see, but spring is definitely the one for me.
Isbah, nine

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