Green grass, budding leaves.
Sweet soil, warm breeze.
Sunshine, morning dew.
Birth again, death fading.
Nature comes along, full circle, when spring begins.
Children playing in the mud.
Farmers plowing up the land.
Construction beginning.
Pulling up the life from within.
Spring has just begun.
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