Extract 300 words from American English

Spring, a vibrant season, is also a beautiful season. The spring of this year, like a graceful and naughty girl, came on purpose. The plan of the year lies in spring, the spring breeze blows, everything recovers, and hardworking people are busy cultivating and sowing seeds of hope for fruitful autumn harvest.

Although, his first step in spring is always stepping on the world and the earth where the cold still exists. However, it broke the glacier, making everything stretch and soft, and making every beautiful new city full of fantasy and hope.

In my sleep, I vaguely heard swallows calling. Oh! So it's spring. I walked out of the house. After the spring rain, the air is particularly sweet and fresh, and I am deeply breathing and feeling.

The breeze blows slightly, the drizzle like wool falls from the sky, and thousands of soft willows stretch their muscles. Look! The fragile and delicate grass is breaking through the ground and greedily sucking the milk of spring. The trees that have been baptized in winter are competing to send out new branches. The three banyan trees in front of the house began to grow some green leaves, as if wearing a new hat. It's beautiful. The birds are alive and kicking in the tree. Beautiful azaleas are blooming brilliantly, swinging her soft body in the spring breeze. The little frog squatted on the lotus leaf in the pond and cried "quack, quack", as if to say to human beings, "Spring is coming, spring is coming!" Tadpoles play freely in water conservancy.

What a beautiful spring scene!

Spring is so beautiful. Spring is so lovely. In spring, she gave people vitality and gave me hope.

The itch of the times, the injury of the soul.

We can't struggle in time, because we can't see the way out in the bubble ocean of culture, and we are often lost between the attractive commercial jungle and the high-rise buildings of desire, and deeply feel the hopelessness of redemption and the future choice. It is hard for you and me to resist the flowers from the flowing age. We learned to rely on material care and comfort, but lost our inner care. Due to the futile trek again and again, I was lovelorn and our hearts ran aground.

The freedom of things is easy to get, but the freedom of heart and heart is rare. Life with frequent opportunities and sparks has become a thing of the past, because we have lost the companionship of art, the comfort of books, the encouragement of friends of nature, the assistance of classical emotions, the retrospect of cultural sources, and the once vast ideal place. You may not have seen the starry sky, but now it is full of gloom. It seems that overnight, the era of planarization is so turbulent and enthusiastic, and the deconstruction is so profound and serious. Everything can be gagged and everything is allowed to be cynical.

Happiness is living!

As long as I live, I have reason to be happy.

Life has given me endless power to render her into 10 thousand gorgeous colors, so I never have anything with dark colors, I'm afraid they will drown me! So I'm dressed brightly and full of energy! Happiness is living!

As long as I can live, I have reason to be happy.

God has given me everything, both advantages and disadvantages, and I am willing to accept it. They made me who I am today!

I feel very honored to live here safely!

Happiness is living!

As long as I live, I have reason to be happy.

I am greedy for delicious food, although I said I would go on a hunger strike!

I'm afraid of flowers, but the scenery is still beautiful!

There are too many things worth pursuing in this world, and life is too short, without waste or romance! Happiness is living!

As long as I live, I have reason to be happy!

The promises and vows are too heavy, and everything is drifting away, leaving me with clean hands and a happy life!

I have earned enough. I can't thank you. I am afraid of missing out on enjoyment. I have no time to complain and doubt.