As spring arrives, people emerge, the laughing park seize softly.
The forest path, adorned with dazzling magnolias, blossoms beautifully.
Birds frolic on cherry tree of which branches, blossoms're bursting bright.
Before we know it, graceful hands sway, dancing in the twilight.
(Apr.2nd,2024. Kinsley Lee)
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