What Am I Riddles

Question: In spring I look gay, Covered in a green array, The warmer it gets the more clothing I wear, As the cold grows, I throw away my clothes.

What am I?

Question: I wasn't born a horse,
and I never fly.
Yet sometimes I still soar,
right into the sky.
I often contain breath,
and yet I never die.
Sometimes I am torn,
but I never sigh.
Often, with ambition, I aspire,
and go till I can go no higher.
Then, like many men, so great,
I sink into a low state.
What am I?

Question: When I am released to the wind,
you look away and you pretend,
but away your friends I will send.

What am I?

Question: I attach to your hip and I sing all day.
All I want to do is play.

Question: Without fingers, I point,
without arms, I strike,
without feet, I run.

What am I?