The old year is fleeting and I miss the four seasons. Today we welcome the new year with snow on the branches.
2014 Passed by in a hurry, the four seasons passed, and it was another year when the grass grew and the orioles flew.
Four short novels (maybe essays) about the four seasons, and one boring little fairy tale
May everyone continue to move forward with dreams and start with a smile in the new year.
I wish everyone a happy and safe new year!
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