It's already spring, and flower buds are clamoring everywhere. They make a fuss about reaching the end of the heaven first. You, too, step on the branches ahead of you and eagerly try to ascend to the heaven. But look. The heaven descends to you faster than you. When the heaven comes down to the place where you hide deep in the cold and dark ground anyone can't see, then your true spring begins.
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