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Morning breeze scatters blossoms azure hues on branches a thousand flowers flaunt their green splendor Spring's warmth returns heart to heart longing now pressed close birds chirping insistently in the sunlit fragrance spring's vibrant fervor Spring's gentle melody flows through the song spring breeze gently blows fresh and clear with village affection giving voice to the journey giving voice to the song Remember all those springs when you returned your voice echoing through the hands resonating deeply in the heart blooming vidly like flowers in full bloom Spring comes with lanterns glowing and drums beating Melodies of songs hang in the air to celebrate the new year Yet sorrow finds its way in Cornfields borrow the green hue of spring attire As gifts gifts for the coming spring On the branches of the fields far-off harvest days of soldiers Half a year has passed since you left This song once echoed through spring Spring returns and you're back dressed in elegance filming Joyfully welcoming spring yet also sorrowful the willow branches borrowed from the garden green and graceful make a gift a gift to greet the new year On the branch of the harvest field far from the army for half a year the medic has been creating this song which has echoed through every spring