English
At the end of winter, new leaves unfold, and old leaves fall. Spring has come to the door in the rhythm of dance, with loosened braids and disheveled hair. At the end of winter, the bare trees burst into bloom. "The snow will melt!" with this hope sprouts peep out with a smile. Dressed in their new garments, the birds in their nests sing Your songs. Spring has come to the door.
