Book3:WereMyDreamIs (第887/1399页)

rwasshakingeveryoheirbranches,shouting“Springishere!Springishere!Whyaren’tyoushowingyourbeautifulfaces?”Thatmeddlingisquitesuperfluousofthelittlefellow,foryouwouldthinkthosebeautifulbuddingflowersalreadyknoringwashere!Thespringbreezeflewhighintothesky.Thenaughtyurflewwithittotheroofofthehouse,hiseyescaughtbythechimeshangingontheeaves.Outofcuriosity,heshookandhitatthemwithhislittlehands,fillingtheairwiththetintinnabutionofthemusistruments.Thetinklingsoundofthesemysticalchimeswaslikeabuglecalltotheflowers,tellingthemspringwasreallyhere;sotheyallbloomedatononeaccord,floodingthegardenwithblossomsofnumerousshapesandcolors.Thespringbreezehadreallyheraldedtotheworldtheadventofentingspring.

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