1. 描写春天的英语句子大全

1:if winter comes, can spring be far behind ?( p. b. shelley, british poet )冬天来了，春天还会远吗？（ 英国诗人， 雪莱. p. b.）

2:Our beloved teacher, you are the spring shower that moistens our hearts. The love and care you have given us will encourage us to go through a long and arduous journey.亲爱的老师，您就象那春天的细雨，滋润着我们的心田。您给予我们的爱和关怀将鼓舞着我们走过艰难困苦.

3:spring walked along with the shatter, in the summer threw over a body's green leaf to jump in the warm braw is walking.

4:That is an oil painting of a landscape in spring.那是一幅描绘春天景色的油画。

5:it is the freshness of the deep spring of life. 青春是生命的深泉在涌流。

6:Gorgeous moon adorns spring night, with the earth. the sky like the face of the transparency of the sea, and quiet, broad, and mysterious. luxuriant star, like the sea sweet little fire, twinkling, a tiny light. the fields and villages, trees, in the quiet sleep, on the silver gauze. the hill, like clouds, like the sea island, as though to call the night cruise ships, and shining up a red light.洁白的月光装饰了春天的夜空，也装饰了大地。夜空像无边无涯的通明的大海，恬静、宽广、而又奥秘。繁密的星，好像海水里漾起的小火花，闪闪耀烁的，跳动着粗大的光点。旷野、乡村、树木，在寂静的就寝里，披着银色的薄纱。山，模模糊糊，像云，又像海上的岛屿，似乎为了呼唤夜航的船只，时时地闪亮起一点两点嫣红的火光。

7:Summer is the second season in a year. It is between spring and autumn. The sun of summer is the hottest; the water of summer is the warmest; the places of interests in summer are the most crowded throughout the world.

2. 有关春天的英语名句

If winter comes, can spring be far behind?

英国诗人雪莱的名句“冬天来了，春天还会远吗？”

A single flower does not make a spring.

一花独放不是春，百花齐放春满园。

A year's plan starts with spring.

一年之计在于春。

Sow nothing, reap nothing.

春不播，秋不收。

3. 关于春天的英语句子大全

最新的关于春天的英语句子 "April hath put a spirit of youth in everything." ——William Shakespeare 四月将勃勃生机注入万物。

——莎士比亚 "In the spring time, the only pretty ring time, when birds do sing 。 sweet lovers love the spring." ——William Shakespeare 在春天，在最美丽的结婚季节，鸟儿唱着。

甜蜜的恋人喜欢春天。——莎士比亚 "Spring is when you feel like whistling even with a shoe full of slush." ——Doug Larson 所谓春天，就是即使鞋子灌满泥巴，仍然想吹口哨。

——道格.拉森 "Spring is when life's alive in everything." -Christina Rossetti 春天是万物复苏的时节。——英国女诗人克里斯蒂娜·罗塞蒂 "An optimist is the human personification of spring." ——Susan J. Bissonette 乐观主义者是春天的化身。

——苏珊.J.比索内特 "Spring is nature's way of saying, 'Let's party！'" ——Robin Williams 春天代表自然发话了：“嗨起来吧！”——罗宾·威廉斯 "Spring -- an experience in immortality." ——Henry D. Thoreau 春天是一种永生的经历。——亨利·D·梭罗 "You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep Spring from coming" ——Pablo Neruda 你能砍掉所有的鲜花，但你不能阻止春天的到来。

——巴勃罗·聂鲁达 "No matter how long the winter, spring is sure to follow." ——Proverb 不管冬天多长，春天总会随后来。——谚语 经典的关于春天的英语句子 Some unseen fingers, like an idle breeze, are playing upon my heart the musicof the ripples. 有看不见的手，如懒懒的轻风，在我心上奏着潺潺的乐。

What language is thine, sea? The language of eternal question. What languageis thy answer, sky? The language of eternal silence. 海水啊，你说的是什么？是永恒的疑问。天空啊，你回答的是什么？是永远的沉默。

Listen, my heart, to the whispers of the world with which it makes love toyou. 静静地听，我的心，听那世界的低语，这是它对你求爱的表示。 The mystery of creation is like the darkness of night——it is great. Delusionsofknowledge are like the fog of the morning. 创造的神秘，有如夜间的黑暗——是伟大的。

而知识的幻影却不过如晨间之雾。 Do not seat your love upon a precipicebecause it is high. 不要因为峭壁是高的，便让你的爱情悬在上面。

I sit at my window this morning where the world like a passer-by stops for amoment, nods to me and goes. 我今晨坐在窗前，世界如同一个路人，停下，对我点点头，又走了。 There little thoughts are the rustle of leaves; they have their whisper ofjoy in my mind. 这思想，是树叶的簌簌之声，在我的心里欢悦地微语着。

What you are you do not see, what you see is your shadow. 你看不见自己，你看见的只是自己的影子。 My wishes are fools, they shout across thy song, my Master. Let me butlisten. 神啊，我的那些愿望真是愚傻，它们杂在你的歌声中喧叫。

让我只是静静得听吧。 I cannot choose the best. The best chooses me. 我不能选择那最好的，是那最好的选择我。

I like seeing the flowers and trees bud and bloom. Everything is so dead looking in winter and then things start coming back to life in spring. 我喜欢看花草树木发芽、开花、生长。在冬天，所有的东西看起来都死气沉沉的，一到春天，它们就好像又活过来了。

It's hard to resist the beauty of a fresh spring day. The air is crisp, and the sun feels like warm hug. 春天真是很难叫人抗拒啊。空气很清新，太阳照在身上暖暖得就像有人抱着一样。

Calm light rain in spring makes me feel airy and light, and the sound of it is so relaxing to fall asleep to. 春天安静的小雨让我觉得神清气爽、心情轻松，而且听着春雨声很容易入睡。 优秀的关于春天的英语句子 A single flower does not make a spring. 一花独放不是春，百花齐放春满园。

A year's plan starts with spring. 一年之计在于春。 Sow nothing, reap nothing. 春不播，秋不收。

Spring clean your office—out with the piles of paper; in with a pretty vase for flowers and a new framed photo of you and your family. 春天来了，将自己的办公桌收拾干净吧，扔掉没用的废纸，换上新鲜的花儿，摆上一张最近的全家福。 Take a walk—no cell phone, blackberries, iPhones allowed. Just you, the fresh air, and the blossomingworld. 踏春。

独自一人，扔掉手机，黑莓。只有你自己，和春天清新的空气，以及漫山的花朵。

that is an oil painting of a landscape in spring.那是一幅描绘春天景色的油画。 the travelers were beguiled by the beauty of the landscapes.游客们被景色的美丽所陶醉。

"this extraordinary natural preserve shelters a primeval forest, the continent's largest population of brown bears, sizeable packs of wolves, and a host of other creatures which have all but disappeared elsewhere. 专门捕捉大自然美丽景色的导演高史林百格将会透过节目带大家融入这处仙境，享受大自然的真善美。

4. 描写春天的词语和句子（英语）

有几个句子，还有几篇描写春天的美文，希望对你有帮助！ when in spring the sweet showers fall That pierce winter's drought to the root and all。

A Spring Morning It was early in the spring morning. The sun was just rising out of the eastern horizon emitting steaks of red hue through the clouds and across the sky. Soon the campus was battled in the first rays of the sun. The lake the trees and the bamboos looked as if they were all gilded. The ground was covered with tender grasses and the beaded dewdrops stood on their tips and reflected the sunshine. Birds flew about in the woods twittering restlessly. Some boy students who were absorbed in reading leaned against the trees with buds peeping out from within the gray barks. A couple of girl students read English aloud while walking up and down the gravel path around the lake where a sort of stream rose forming a thin mist. It was really a morning of beauty of vigor and of hope. Today, look at the blue sky, hear the grass growing beneath your feet, inhale the scent of spring, let the fruits of the earth linger on your tongue, reach out and embrace those you love. Ask Spirit to awaken your awareness to the sacredness of your sensory perceptions. What a miracle it is. No matter how long the winter, how hard the frost or how deep the snow, Nature triumphs. No season is awaited so eagerly or welcomed so warmly as spring…Each year I am astonished by the wealth of flowers the season gives us: the subtlety of the wild primroses and violets, the rich palette of crocus in the parks, tall soldier tulips and proud trumpeting daffodils and narcissi. Picture this: The air and the earth interpenetrated in the warm gusts of spring; the soil was full of sunlight, and the sunlight full of red dust. The air one breathed was saturated with earthy smells, and the grass under foot had a reflection of blue sky in it. Every spring is the only spring, a perpetual astonishment. In those vernal seasons of the year, when the air is calm and pleasant, it were an injury and sullenness against Nature not to go out and see her riches, and partake in her rejoicing with heaven and earth. Spring are not always the same.In some years,April bursts upon Virginia hills in one prodigious leap-and all the stage is filled at once,whole choruses of tulips,arabesques of forsythia,cadenzas of flowering plum.The trees grow leavws overnight. In other years,spring tipoes in.It pauses,overcome by shyness,like my grandchild at the door,peeping in,ducking out of sight,giggling in the hallway."I know you are out there,"I cry."Come in”And April slips into our arms. The dogwood bud, pale green,is inlaid with russet markings.Within the perfect cup a score of clustered seeds are nestled.One examines the bud in awe:Where were those seeds a month ago?The apples display their milliner's scraps of ivory silk,rose-tinged.All the sleeping things wake it,feel it, crumble April in your hands. Look to the rue anemone,if you will,or the pea patch,or to the stubborn weed that thrusts its shoulders through a city street.This is how it was,is now,and ever shall be, the world without end.In the serene certainty of spring recurring,who fear the distant fall?。

5. 谁能告诉我一些关于春天的优美语句

1.SpringSpring is the best.Spring is everywhere in East and West,Spring has the smell of a treasure quest,leaves of Spring in a treasure chest.And all of the fruits of Spring,I would really like to taste.And the best thing about Spring isthat never in Spring is my class test.Bohnishikha Ghosh2.SpringSpring is lifeSpring is hopeSo is love andhappiness.Spring renews.Without spring,life is forlorn.Spring is nostalgiaafter bitter storm.Put spring in your heartArchie Greenidge3.Our Old SpringOur old spring is so staleSo boy does it have a tale to tellOur old spring has seen people come and goBut it wants you to knowIt will always be hereEver so nearOur old spring is so bubbly and oldThat nobody knowsJust how old it really isOur old spring spurts on outTo run on outInto the spring branchOur old spring runs all year throughJust for youOur old spring attracts all kinds of animalsBut not any cannablesIt has its share of snakesThat I would like to brun at the stakeOur old spring is too cold to swim inMuchless to even get inIt will make a person so numbSo dont be dumbOur old spring is so peacefulThat it makes you want to captureit on an easelI will always like this old springBecause it makes me want to singAngela Hansard Stafford4.When Spring Goes ByThe winds that on the uplands softly lie,Grow keener where the ice is lingering stillWhere the first robin on the sheltered hillPipes blithely to the tune, "When Spring goes by!"Hear him again, "Spring! Spring!" He seems to cry,Haunting the fall of the flute-throated rill,That keeps a gentle, constant, silver thrill,While he is restless in his ecstasy.Ah! the soft budding of the virginal woods,Of the frail fruit trees by the vanishing lakes:There's the new moon where the clear sunset floods,A trace of dew upon the rose leaf sky;And hark! what rapture the glad robin wakes-"When Spring goes by; Spring! Spring! WhenSpring goes by."Duncan Campbell Scott5.Early in the SpringEarly in the springNot a leaf has struck the groundThe swallow has yet to singAnd the plowmen are no where to be foundEarly in the springThe forest stands stillAnd no creature dare come outBefore the sun rises o'er the hillEarly in the springThe valley holds the morning dewAnd its serenity may be capturedBy only a certain fewEarly in the springThe trees turn, brown to greenMany changes occurBut few can be seenEarly in the springOr in the latter of fallNo matter the change of seasonThe evergreen stands tall句子很简单，相信不用翻译你也……。

6. 关于每个季节的优美的句子（用英语说,每个季节都要四个）

春天来了，大地上的每一个角落者充满了春天的气息。

Spring is coming, every corner of the earth who filled with spring in the air.

夏季时阳光普照，花蝴蝶舞蹈。

Summer is when the sun shines and the butterflies dance with the flowers。

有时，秋雨无声地落到树上、花上和地上。它洗涤一切。

At times the autumn rain keeps falling silandy on the trees and flowers and the ground. It washes everything clean.

雪花落下来。它们落在树干的枝条，屋顶上和麦田里。很快整个大地都银妆素裹起来。一切都是灿烂的阳光。

Snowflakes fall down naughtily. They fall on branches of trees, on roofs of houses and on wheat fields. Soon the whole earth will be dressed in white. Everything is shining in the sun.

7. 描写春天的词语和句子（英语）

有几个句子，还有几篇描写春天的美文，希望对你有帮助！when in spring the sweet showers fall That pierce winter's drought to the root and all。

A Spring Morning It was early in the spring morning. The sun was just rising out of the eastern horizon emitting steaks of red hue through the clouds and across the sky. Soon the campus was battled in the first rays of the sun. The lake the trees and the bamboos looked as if they were all gilded. The ground was covered with tender grasses and the beaded dewdrops stood on their tips and reflected the sunshine. Birds flew about in the woods twittering restlessly. Some boy students who were absorbed in reading leaned against the trees with buds peeping out from within the gray barks. A couple of girl students read English aloud while walking up and down the gravel path around the lake where a sort of stream rose forming a thin mist. It was really a morning of beauty of vigor and of hope. Today, look at the blue sky, hear the grass growing beneath your feet, inhale the scent of spring, let the fruits of the earth linger on your tongue, reach out and embrace those you love. Ask Spirit to awaken your awareness to the sacredness of your sensory perceptions. What a miracle it is. No matter how long the winter, how hard the frost or how deep the snow, Nature triumphs. No season is awaited so eagerly or welcomed so warmly as spring…Each year I am astonished by the wealth of flowers the season gives us: the subtlety of the wild primroses and violets, the rich palette of crocus in the parks, tall soldier tulips and proud trumpeting daffodils and narcissi. Picture this: The air and the earth interpenetrated in the warm gusts of spring; the soil was full of sunlight, and the sunlight full of red dust. The air one breathed was saturated with earthy smells, and the grass under foot had a reflection of blue sky in it. Every spring is the only spring, a perpetual astonishment. In those vernal seasons of the year, when the air is calm and pleasant, it were an injury and sullenness against Nature not to go out and see her riches, and partake in her rejoicing with heaven and earth. Spring are not always the same.In some years,April bursts upon Virginia hills in one prodigious leap-and all the stage is filled at once,whole choruses of tulips,arabesques of forsythia,cadenzas of flowering plum.The trees grow leavws overnight. In other years,spring tipoes in.It pauses,overcome by shyness,like my grandchild at the door,peeping in,ducking out of sight,giggling in the hallway."I know you are out there,"I cry."Come in”And April slips into our arms. The dogwood bud, pale green,is inlaid with russet markings.Within the perfect cup a score of clustered seeds are nestled.One examines the bud in awe:Where were those seeds a month ago?The apples display their milliner's scraps of ivory silk,rose-tinged.All the sleeping things wake it,feel it, crumble April in your hands. Look to the rue anemone,if you will,or the pea patch,or to the stubborn weed that thrusts its shoulders through a city street.This is how it was,is now,and ever shall be, the world without end.In the serene certainty of spring recurring,who fear the distant fall?。