Falling red is not a heartless thing, but turning into spring mud can protect flowers more.

One day lies in the morning, and the other year lies in the spring.

I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

In April, the peach blossoms in the mountain temple begin to bloom.

If winter comes, can spring be far behind? (

British poet,

Shelley.)

Spring rain is as expensive as oil.

One swallow doesn't make a spring.

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