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"Do you like spring?" Shen Zhuo asked.
Hearing his question, Wen Qian retracted her gaze and looked towards him, "I like it. I especially like the vibrant spring."
"Everyone who has been sleeping has awakened. It is the time when the grass grows and the orioles fly!"
Shen Zhuo listened to her quietly. After Wen Qian finished speaking, he remained silent, so that Wen Qian felt that he would not talk to her again.
After a long time, she heard Shen Zhuo say slowly: "I like it too."
‖Short sweet article‖
Intention: I like the spring-like wind
