It was a cold spring. After a whole harsh winter, bits and pieces of new green began to appear on the trees, and the last fallen leaves slowly fell. Winter snow, wind and rain did not weigh him down. He stood firm on the branches. He has been waiting for his spring.
When spring comes and the scenery is bright, the calm lake surface is a vast expanse of blue. From then on, spring, summer, autumn and winter are all gifts of time.
Purpose: campus literature