Spring is coming;

Flowers laugh and laugh,

Laughed out of the flowers.

Spring is coming;

The trees laughed and laughed,

Laughed out the shoots.

Spring is coming,

And you?

What do you laugh out of?

Is it cute?

Is it a dimple?

Is it the joy of your soul?

Or is it indescribable bitterness?

Chapter 510 of "Dream Now and Flying" By the way, spring is coming It's in the middle of the hand, please wait a while,

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