"Bu Operator Xin Ugly Lichun"
Author: Kevin
Long Winter,
No spring news.
Ice on the embankment on the frozen branches of the pond,
The crows fell into the cold clouds.
There is no return on the yan,
Who understands the spring breeze.
Breaking through the strange snow,
Can there be short buds green?
Source: Guangming Network
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