Holding the drops of spring rain in the colors of light
Holding the drops of spring rain in the colors of light

Walked into the continuous is a new rain curtain, kind of your smile.
We, walked into that piece of green fragrance of the pastoral earth, in the spring rain center flowers in full bloom.
We, in the movement of life, with the spring rain ticket county a year of bumper season.
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The spring rain, the desire of transparent soil, the call of transparent wind, and the enthusiasm of sunshine.
Glittering and translucent you and I that enthusiastic ballad, transparent I and you chase each other's footsteps.
Embrace the wind and rain, piece by piece, continuously, a field to kiss this selfless and honest pastoral land.
In the spring rain, let us sing for the hard-working parents and send beautiful flowers to their selfless wishes.
Kissing my piece of vigorous rice and wheat, and cheering flowers and plants creatures......
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So, I heard the land in the spring rain gently true feelings whisper.
So, I feel the spring rain in the vibrant breath of all things.
So, I accept that warm kiss and kind comfort in the spring rain.
So, I embrace the pleasure of mission in the colors of spring rain.
Thus, I read poems of love and the beauty of dreams in the spring rain.



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