A flush of hope,
A gust of energy,
And a bunch of laughter,
Blossoming this spring.
Birds chirping cheerily,
People dancing merrily,
Flowered unfolding exquisitely,
Is this a reality?
Dare not to close my eyes,
For I may miss a vista.
Dare not to shut my ears,
For I may miss a symphony.
Not pausing,
Taking every blossom,
Capturing every petal,
In the memory to reminisce.
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