Is no longer a spring season, she is a wizard. She can deposit a winter snow and ice slowly melt and eventually merged into big rivers extinction. She can wither the grass for a long time and slowly comb out disheveled hair, Tantoutannao, shrugging Shu back, from time to time along the warm sun of the Feng ER emitting a green land Nenxiang. She can biting wind abruptly put on hold, the genial warm air floating in from. She make the people happy young older Xinshou flying, kite flying at high altitude. She can throngs of teenage girls or boys, or the wild mind sees the outskirts of hikers. She can thousands of years, whether it's Tang dynasty or the Sung indulge this very moment, but to write one song after another praised the subtlety of the quatrains of spring.

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