Pleasure for life: the moment of delicate blossoms

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Pleasure for life: the moment of delicate blossoms

Once I sat at the gate that leads to spring, I felt longing for sun and colors. Soon saw a ray that touches the world', how the year loses its pale grey complexion, and the icy scars melted. Two pigeons danced, in the mild wind, beaked leis', with lots of tenderness. My heart, just like once as a child, I felt the song of memory, lind, where the note loses space and times. Young year, drifts leis ́ into the world, quiet bell sound...