2012. március 16., péntek

SPRING.:)


' No matter how long the winter, spring is sure to follow. '

"Springs is a beautiful season. It is really a season of flowers. Many kinds of flower bloom in Spring. Swarms of bees rush at them. They hum round the opening buds. They hum round the blooming petals. They loot the essence of flowers and make honey of it. Butterflies, too, to to the flowers and sit on them. They fly here and there about the flowers. Flowers of various colours dance in the vernal wind. Mango blossoms rise up on the mango trees. The cuckoo sits in the leafy twig and sings her melody. A light breeze blows from the south. It is the sweet south wind. It feels very pleasant. It carries to us smell of flowers and music of soils. Boys and Girls feel a kind of thrill. All are blithe and happy. Plants and animals look mirthful; so also the human beings. People do many kings of festivity. They sing and dance and make merry. Spring has roused high level poetic imagination in the minds of our poets. So, we find a lot of poetic works in our literatures."


















Spring is my favourite season.:)♥


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