No matter the globe is becoming cold or warming up, spring is getting shorter and shorter.
How time flies! March passed before we knew it. The willow branches have passed through the best photographic season. The plum trees have worn green leaves, too. In the balcony, the buds of the begonia finally opened after a long time, but their colors faded after being drenched with the spring rain.
April comes after March. But what comes on the heels of that is the season to wear short-sleeve shirts and anointed ourselves with sun cream.
The wind is fragrant. The sunlight is mild and not aggressive. Everything seems smiling, like the merry young girl who comes newly in the office.
After the lunar New Year, we moved to this pumping station without windows. The office environment of the post-modern industry style got the visitors’ compliment. But we understood at heart, we lost the last right to overlook the spring view.
After lunch, several young people working in the company next door have the habit of kicking shuttlecock in the sun. They are like the plants which have been put inside the room for long, making the best use of their spare time to absorb some sunlight.
I envy them. Sometimes I even want to join them. But I am always so busy. Sometimes I feel guilty even when spending time washing an apple to eat.
Some people enjoy the spring, some people enjoy busyness, some people enjoy the scene of debauchery at night, some people enjoy joyride to the speed of 200 kph(kilometers per hour), and so on. If they really enjoy it very much, it's ok. After all, spring is such a short season for everyone.