It is a soul blooming amid the dust and ashes

Even withered branches and fallen leaves pray to spring for blessings

The green mountains sing of a season of freedom

Even when a thousand rivers and a thousand tales have dried up, I still lay the groundwork for spring

I resonate with spring and compose the symphony of summer in its withering and flourishing

Spring

Spring is not dull; it is the tenderness of life and the continuous cycle of the four seasons.

Spring is not dull

It is merely light in color

Summer that has not faded

When winter is defeated

The hesitation waiting to awaken



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