Spring Idyll
Waking up early in a cool spring morning,
a desire to feel the fresh arousing air.
Rushing out to this splendid lively day,
taking in a deep breath of vim.
Running among the humid grasses and trees,
kissed by the silent and light night rain.
Surrounded by the birds' ripping songs,
the sun is trying to show up through the clouds.
How beautifully the loving nature touches me,
how beautifully the loving nature heals me,
in its most gentle way,
what a beautiful and pleasent early spring day.
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