I am a sheep on the colored prairie, and my hometown is in this big and big prairie. I'm not as smart as the Happy Goat, nor as cute as the Lazy Goat, but I'm still a very happy lamb. I have a lot of friends, not only many sheep like me, but also many, many cattle, and this is also the home of camels and yaks. Happy Sheep's home is called Qingqing Grassland, my hometown is called Colored Grassland, because here not only there are blue skies and white clouds, here are picturesque all year round, I will first introduce my hometown!
In the spring, the grassland is covered with green carpets, the ground is covered with tender green grass, and colorful wildflowers bloom in the gentle spring breeze. At this time, my little friends and I would play in groups on the grassland, and we could hear the beautiful songs of birds echoing on the grassland in the distance...
Summer in the prairie is a season of lush water and grass, which is my favorite season, because this is when there is the most delicious food, although I am a sheep, then I am also a sheep who is rated as a "foodie". At this time, the grassland seems to be in the middle of the ocean, the breeze occasionally blows gently, the air is full of grass fragrance, the mood is beautiful.
In autumn, the prairie sky appears exceptionally tall and exceptionally blue. White clouds flutter in the blue sky, and they seem to prefer autumn in the grasslands. The grasslands that could not be seen under the blue sky turned into a golden ocean. The grass seeds ripened, and the heavy spikes crushed the grass stalks. Too many excellent pastures to see my little friends are eating fat and strong.
The cold autumn winter crept into the grasslands. The north wind whistles, the snow flutters in the sky and flutters on the grassland, the grassland is like a quilt covered, everywhere is snow, at this time, if the sheep and cattle are playing hide-and-seek in the snow, the sheep and sheep are not easy to find. Although there is no green grass in winter, I will not go hungry, because our shepherds have already saved us a lot of "dry food".
The cold winter is finally gone, and it is the spring of the revival of all things, the earth is covered with a big green carpet, and the small flowers dotted with green meadows, coupled with the blue sky and white clouds, my home has become a colorful painting. I would come to the prairie in droves with my friends, hungry, and eat some grass on the ground; thirsty, drink some water from the stream; idle and bored, and could run wildly on the prairie for a few laps. When breathing in the fresh air and soaking up the morning sun, I feel that being a sheep living in a colorful grassland is the happiest thing in the world.