1. Looking for spring

The spring rain is rustling underground, the green grass quietly emerges from its pointed little head, and the little swallow family flies back from the south.

"Mom, it's bare here, with no fragrant flowers, no green grass, and no warmth like the south. I don't like it here!" Little Yanzi said to her mother disappointedly.

"Silly boy! Don't worry, spring will come soon. Now, we are going to build a new home. After we build our warm home, spring will come here. Mom tells you , the spring scenery here is more beautiful than in the south!" The swallow's mother said to the little swallow with a smile.

"Really? Mom, let's build a nest quickly!" After listening to her mother's words, Xiao Yanzi said happily.

Every morning, the little swallows will fly outside with their mother to pick up hay and soil, and then use their saliva to carefully stick them to the eaves little by little. After a while, a solid, A beautiful swallow's nest is built.

"Mom, has spring come?" Little Yanzi asked her mother as she looked at her new home.

"Fly outside and look for it! Mom believes that you will find it." Swallow's mother said with a smile.

The little swallow flapped its wings and went outside to look for spring. As it flew, it chirped: "Spring! Where are you?"

The little grizzly bear walked out of the tree hole, and he stretched: "The little swallow flew back, I want to Spring must be here!"

The little rabbit said, "The little swallow has come back, I want to pick the first mushroom in spring!"

The little goat! Holding the hoe, he said: "The little swallows have flown back. I have to bury the vegetable seeds quickly!"

The sun shines warmly, the wind gently blows across the hillside, and the mountain flowers bloom for the first time. A flower bud, the grass becomes greener, and the little mushroom hides secretly in the grass... The little swallow finally sees what spring looks like: spring is fresh, spring is hardworking, and spring is even more happy. And happy!

2. The story of those flowers

Spring has really arrived. At night, the little bear and the doll went outside to watch the moon. There was not a trace of wind, and the warm and humid air felt particularly refreshing. The round moon hangs in the sky, like a big pie. The little bear said: "Little Bear, I really want to hang that moon cake around my neck and take a bite when I'm hungry." The little bear smiled and said: "Little Bear, I think that means you should lose weight! "The little bear also laughed.

Suddenly, the rag doll said to the little bear: "Little bear, don't talk. Listen, what is that sound?" They held their breath and listened carefully. Just listen to the soft and crunchy sound, which seems to be saying something. A trace, a trace, the rhythm is beautiful and pleasant. The little bear said to the rag doll: "Oh, rag doll, that is the sound of flowers blooming at night." "Do flowers bloom also make a sound?" the rag doll asked softly. "Yes, sometimes they sing softly, and sometimes tell the sisters about their dreams in hibernation."

"Shh, don't talk. Let's quietly listen to the sound of flowers blooming and listen to their whispers. .Listen to the fairy tales they tell." Ragdoll said. The rag doll and the little bear climbed up an old apricot tree. Quietly listening to the stories of those flowers.

"Sister, tell me a story." A budding apricot flower said to the blooming apricot flower sister. "Okay, okay, little sister, let me tell you a story."

It was one day in April, and all the flower dolls of Xingshu's mother grew flower buds. Xinghua's mother looked at her flower dolls in the sunshine and smiled happily. Revel in happiness.

Suddenly a little bee flew over sadly, with tears in its eyes. Mother Xingshu asked Little Bee: "Baby, what's wrong with you?" Mother Xingshu, the queen of our kingdom is sick. All the honey in the kingdom was stolen by giant ants. There is no source of pure honey anywhere. Human beings have medicated pollen, and the pollen will be poisonous. We don't know what to do anymore. The Queen is in danger. "Xingshu's mother said to the little bee: "Oh, lovely baby, don't cry. Xingshu's mother has a way. Tomorrow, you will bring your friends here at dawn.

""Really? Apricot tree mother? Do you really have a solution? "The little bee's eyes were shining and he flapped his wings and said. "Oh, it's true. Call all your friends. "The little bee flew away happily.

The next day, when the little bee flew to the almond tree mother with all her friends, she was happy. "Wow! The apricot blossoms all over the tree are in full bloom. "The mother of the apricot tree smiled and welcomed the arrival of the cute baby bee.

Sister Moon smiled in the sky. The sisters of the apricot tree competed to bloom in their sister's story. The ragdoll and the little bear also happily grew up in the apricot tree. I fell asleep in the arms of Mother Tree, still dreaming about the stories of the flowers and dancing like the rag doll and the little bear.

3. Little ants carry pollen

Spring is here. The little ants are getting busy.

The little ants like pollen very much. When spring comes, a lot of flowers bloom, and there is naturally more pollen. The pollen is soft and fragrant. Sweet, not to mention how happy the little ant is.

The little ant lives in the forest. There is dew, a moon, and flowers of all sizes. The little ant has lived here since he was a child. I don't like talking to others very much.

This does not prevent the little ant from being very happy.

On this day, the breeze blew gently from behind a tree, and the little ant was picking leisurely. She opened her teeth and suddenly, a piece of light yellow pollen fell on her head. She quickly put the pollen in her pocket.

She was like this, and she picked up the pollen as soon as she saw it. /p>

However, today’s pollen kept falling, and the little ant’s little pocket was quickly full.

The little ant took out the pollen again and placed it on the ground. She picked it up for a long time and piled it up into a big pile.

But the question now is: how to get such a large amount of pollen into the house. The little ant was a little anxious. She kept turning in circles quickly, always thinking about problems.

After turning three and a half times, the little ant really thought of a good idea. She climbed to the creek and wet herself. , then rolled around in the pollen, and the little ant was now a little ant wearing pollen clothes. Her legs were golden and the top of her head was golden. She put all the pollen into it. I carried them all back home so smartly