Noon sun would come when empty. In the quiet campus, everywhere seems to ringing "imperfections" of the sound, it is unearthed grass, new budding of trees, newly opened flowers, and spring is whispering. Grass like ingenuity of textile experts, with their own bits and pieces of green, relying on the collective strength, woven into a fast Lvyin Yin carpet. Tree just to wake up from hibernation, the stretch and tender leaflets for a campus Add a little green.

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