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You are coming! When it is almost the end of winter, when the pine trees are still frozen on the earth, between the wandering gloomy clouds appears a ray of light eager to fall onto earth. It is morning, close to the windows when I stay gazing at the road, I hear fallen leaves being blown away by the northern wind falling onto the road unworn for a winter. There is coal still burning in the furnace, and it is still dark within, yet let me wakeup for I have much to do before its dusk.

How will I colour this home, O dear, for I do not remember those that would delight your eyes? How will I paint these walls for they are broken and torn by years bygone? Puzzled I am, yet let me ask rainbow to brush our home the colours celestial! Within this inn lone for ages, there is a space alone for you where the fallen petals of red-rose slumber dried of time. O sparrows, my playmates in boredom, come on, pick up these petals to weave your nest- a nest heavenly that would shelter your dreams!
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