Spring has arrived. Spring is the first daughter of the old year. Spring is the most beautiful season. The sun's rays have opened my petals. Let's gather the little flowers in the fields, children. The trees have sprouted buds.
Spring has arrived. Spring is the first daughter of the old year. Spring is the most beautiful season. The sun's rays have opened my petals. Let's gather the little flowers in the fields, children. The trees have sprouted buds.
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