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It's springtime/ Spring has come.
It's springtime!
Spring has come
Drizzle on the wild hill
Dry branches listen to the wind and it seems to stop being cold
The leaves fall for a thousand years but are not all yellow yet...
Where are the bees and butterflies? I haven't seen them flying yet.
Flowers still incubate in the tree
The space is filled with a strange scent.
Of the young shoots under the thick soil…
It's spring time!
Spring has come
Let me wait forever. Why?
I wear a warm towel to cover my face.
How do you know how beautiful you are…
TRAN NHUAN MINH