There are four seasons in the year; they are winter, spring, summer and autumn. Spring consists of three months: March, April and May. But we define spring not only with the help of a calendar. We can feel it. Air is fresh; the warm wind blows in spring. You can see and smell new emerald grass, the sun spreads golden beams. Why are we waiting for spring? Why are we so glad to see new leaves and flowers? Probably we are tired because of long, cold and gloomy winter. People become more patient, friendlier.
Spring is my favourite season. I prefer this season to the others because in spring the nature is new,everything becomes easy. Among all seasons spring plays a special role. Every year it begins a new page in nature life. I call spring a wonderful morning of the year.
Many poets have devoted their works to spring. For example, Pushkin, Yesenin, Tyutchev, Fet wrote beautiful poems. Savrasov, Shishkin painted amazing spring landscapes. Vivaldi, Tchaikovsky composed their fantastic masterpieces under the influence of spring mood. It seems to me there is something magic in spring…