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| Winter Season, 25/1/16 |
It is cold chilly winter,
The trees shed their leaves
Weather is quite cold and freezing
But we never feel the difference.
As soon as the day breaks,
I and playmates rush
In the middle of the woods,
Slip top to bottom on fallen leaves
Whole body dirty as of Tarzan.
Return home starved,
Get scolding from the parents,
And the childhood days passed.
When the season approaches,
Reflection occurs in my head,
The weather again feels no different.
It seems to last forever.
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