Spring
A bud smiles shyly
Slowly reveals her body
Waiting for love coming
Summer
"How to say", sun said
Since he burned someone indeed"People are hard to please"
Autumn
Leaf's crying for fate
While losing her home to stay
"Don't shake me away"
Winter
Rain knocks the window
Says the guest's coming to door
Bringing a gift named "Cold"
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