The Spring is coming

Outside is February, in some places snow, snowdrops and crocuses Reminds Comes, Comes Again. She felt in the air pleasantly warm and fresh and the sun laugh at us, a really playful young man. The trees are still bare, winter is not gone, but the spring will drive her out, comes cheerful, beautiful. Injury, where he will wake up for life, the sleeping trees, cold days will blow, like a young bride will be satiated. It's still deserted, but sweet I feel in the air wearing winter to drive away and let it go to enjoy her and white-haired.