In the spring, a special joy floods our heart upon its coming. An amalgam of feelings, flavors, colors and hopes. Spring is the miracle of all creation, it is proof that good always overcomes, that youth overcomes old age, that love overcomes the coldness of people, that joy overcomes sadness. No matter how long it is in winter. What's more, the longer and the cold the winter, the better the spring seems. And the first sign of spring, snowdrops flowers encountered while walking in the park.
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