June marks our farewell to spring. It was such a beautiful season when flowers bloom, animals mate, and inspirations spark. Spring brings back memories of my family, my roots, and the old days. I always miss the era when the economy was booming and people were full of hope for their future. However, spring eventually comes to an end, so I sailed across the Pacific to find another one, even if it may not exist. After all, a road only becomes hopeful when the end is not yet in sight.
The hope that spring brings is just like today’s sunshine after a gloomy week. It's one of the most peaceful moments I’ve encountered. As we say goodbye to spring, I’m giving her my sincerest compliments. Whether summer or winter awaits us, spring was here once, and I know she will always return.
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