The time for summer

Sun reflects on sea,

Like looking in mirror,

Ice creams melt hot day.


Orange leaves and golden trees,

pumpkins and crackling fire,

the misty mornings fades in the day.


The smell of Christmas dinner,

snow flakes sparkled from the sky,

you can hear the fire crackling and candles burning.


The blossom on trees sparkling like stars,

waiting for the day that the special bunny comes,

The fresh food grows on the field as the flowers grow beautifully.



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