●If there were no dark clouds, we would not feel the warmth of the sun.

——John

●The wind carries a strange silence, gently kissing the rivers, lakes and seas.

——Milton

●How can a dexterous painter on earth paint a colorful rainbow if he doesn’t dip his paintbrush into the seven-color pigments of Heaven?

——Scott

●Storms make the roots of oak trees take root deeper.

——Herbert

●Last night’s storm crowns this morning with golden peace.

——Tagore

●One night of cold will not form thick ice.

——Herbert

●Spring comes from this beautiful garden, / Just like the spirit of love is everywhere; / Every flower and grass is in the dark chest of the earth Up, / Awakening from the dream of hibernation.

——Shelley

●A swallow cannot make a spring.

——Krylov

●Although spring has flown away, it has attracted all things that compete with beauty;/Although the flowers have withered, they have left us flowers. of seeds.

——Schiller

●The buzzing of insects has its own flavor of summer.

——Landau

●Look, the fields are shining with golden light. This is because the glorious summer, the son of the sun, has arrived.

——Jen Thomson