The spring is in my mind

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Thisyear'sspringseemstoeearlierthaneverbefore.

Ifeellazylyinginmyroom,aswallowsuddenlystoppedontherailing.Hispanions,perhapsitisservedandthentwoswallowscanat.Theyturnlightbody,singasong.Iknowthatspringising.

So,howtoseeoutside?

Afewyearsagoaplanttrees,hasbeenfullofthewholegarden.Isnotmywordsnotaurate,theapproximatetoaflowertrees,peripheralhastakenonarosered,veryneatlyarrangedbesidetheyoungtrees.Asifallthegardenwasbathedintheromanticinthered.Butmyeyestherearemanybeesbusyflyingsaw,alsolistentohumtothem.Thesecarelesslittleguyslongtimenosee,evenyouspendthesetreesasawrong?Leanedovertoseeacollectivepunishmentwithastrain,burstingwiththrivingvitality.Butthereareveryfewcolors,especiallyprominentisyellowandwhite.

Intheredsea,inafewslightlyhigherbanyantree.Rainandsunshineasoneofthebigbanyantreebranches,zhizhiprolapse,intothegroundtotakeroot.Somanybranchesinthestraw,theabsorptionoftheearthmothertograntthemthecontinuationoflife,itisthespringrainelves,renderthededicationofhisown."Thewindintonight,moistenseverythingsilently".Andtheshiningyellowgoes.

Asforwhite,isreallyaflower,buttheflowersarenotlikeoutfromwhichthelushfoliage,andfalllikethelotusflowerpetalsfibrillation.Bunchofbunchoflayingdown.Leaflikedropsofwater.Thestarsofsmallwhiteflowersandbeatingupanddownintheleaf,thepentium.

Theniswithgreen,spring-likeseasonsofpine,colorlighterosmanthus,andrefutethebambooleaves,andplex,thedistanceisrarewithgreen,alongthearcisgrowing.Thegreenisdifferent,nexttothem,regardlessofyouandme,scramblingtoshowtheiryouth.Quitesomeshakedayofshock.Butteamlargeenough,afewclustersofdeepbambooblockingtheirway.Theoddthingisthatalmostallthetreesistowardthebottom,liketoeoutofthethickfogistheirspray.

Springisthemostdon'tworryaboutthecoloroftheseason,andwasprobablycreatedbytheflowers.Carryhundredsoflittleflowerinthegrass,likered,eachflowerwereburninglikeaflame.Herhoneyhairedyellowflowerseemstobemorebeautiful,whetheralazyautumnfetawayitthisdress?Thelawnalsogivethegreen.Howbeautiful!Purplishred,white,skyblue,notwell-known,well-knownlandfullof,likethestarsinthesky,inthebreezeblinkstome.Eveninthevegetablerapealsousheredinthespring.Onelmlaunchedaraidnewpleatedfolds.Willowsdrewupalittlebitofbuds.Iwalkpath,andinthespring,youleftastringofsinginginmyhead.

Therainhasstopped,thefragranceofthesoilinflyingapartinthefield.Riversflowshallowly,thevoiceofjoyfilledtheair.

Let'smakeagratefulheartspring,stringintoabud,dedicatedtothespring.

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