Spring is one of the conventional temperature season,preceding summer and following winter,it means rebirth and renewal.

Those chattering sounds,that can heel my wounds 

The air is so pleasing that can even calm a thunder,i found

The rebirth of flowers,the rabbles of butterflies,can make you too feel awesome 

Sitting under the shelter of a tree,i was wondering that

What if spring doesn't go?

What if spring doesn't go?

The blooming of flowers,the silk bed of lilies, 

Y'll get to know how beautiful they are,

once you stroke on them

The vacant streets,

And fragrant leaves

Sitting under the shelter of a tree,i was wondering that

What if spring doesn't go?

What if spring doesn't  go?

The work of droning bees,and unwillingly sticking pollens with them

Remind me of those men who are bum and do no works

Sunbeams showing itself from the thick green trees,

I sighed,stand and wondered

What if the spring doesn't go?

What if the spring doesn't go?

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