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Cold spring
spring breeze
In fact, it has already been blown,
I just didn't feel it.
The first thing that came was,
A warm breeze,
Immediately after that,
A heart that yearns for spring,
And then,
It is the person who wants to indulge in spring.
Spring sunshine,
Mostly in the rainy season and cold winds,
Although it does not have the mighty summer,
A warm look,
Sometimes a cold wind strikes,
An already cold heart,
Several times into the cold palace
Shivers.
Continuous wind chills,
it is the flame of the sun god,
Escaped into a foreign land,
Or escaped into the empty door,
Continuous cold rain,
Raid in the middle of the spring,
The spring wind is turned into a bitter cold,
Turn the silent night dream cold,
Shivers startled through the night.
Maybe only in the dream of spring,
Can extend to the south of the river,
The scene of spring waves,
Repeatedly golden light,
Unleash the stars and smiles of spring.
Even if the cold wind suddenly rises,
The sound of the wind at the cliff,
Like a trumpet blowing,
Startle a flock of migratory birds,
Take off into the blue sky,
The heart that soars with its wings outstretched,
Reaching into the heavenly vault,
Towards the setting sun,
Fly into the deep tunnel of night,
Until the spring blossoms are brought back.
2022.2.17.Changsha(Morning)
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