The yellow apricot blossom has signaled spring for the spring has returned.
There are more fun than spring day to ..."
- Winter is passing is spring coming. When the swallows flying in the sky carry the message of spring coming. Unlike cold winters, sunny summers, sad autumn with fallen leaves, spring brings us a warm, soothing atmosphere. The wonderful moment of spring brings a new soul to life. Spring is like a beautiful spring girl that God has given to humans. That is a priceless gift. Spring flowers are beautiful colors are special and indispensable is apricot, peach. It has become the most distinctive symbol in the annual New Year.
- Spring, birds from all over to enjoy the spring landscape, the season converged after a long winter. Spring - the season of fertility. Season brings new vitality to all things which also includes us. The warmth of spring spreads everywhere, through the leaves, branches, and grass. The spring glides gently through each street, flew on the streets, merging into the stream of people hustling slowly so that people feel the spring is coming. The warmth of spring spreads everywhere, the things that wake up after the cold, long nights of Winter, taking a little bit of penetration deep into the veins of blood vessels, wake up what is still in sleep.
- Spring - the most manifestation season in trees. Spring rain gently, fluttering like soft hands forever, cuddly caressing the new spruce to help them grow faster to prepare to catch the first ray of sunshine. All over the place is covered with a special color of all flowers. It seems that spring is also the "color" season of flowers, cotton also try to reach out in the sunlight to show off. In remote mountainous forests, apricots blossom through a large North West, flowers peach in the Northeast and the Apricot blossom into the bright sunshine of the South. Across the countryside, tree-lined streets are full of fresh green shoots.
- Man is not beyond the natural. For all people on Earth, regardless of cultural differences, spring is the season of love, the season of love. Spring with pink flowers, dug up and swollen swallows, we hear the khèn call his partner in the high mountains, see the glare lingering grace in the congregation of plain. And this is the laugh of the procession of loving people living in the same house.
- This spring has left me many unforgettable memories. I will remember forever. I wish I was the bird can fly in the sky on spring day to sing "Tet, Tet, Tet, come to ...". I also hope that the sad days of the old year will go away and start a happy new year and happy.
Spring comes - By: @nguyen-land