it‘s already february. spring is coming. but where is spring? i raise my head and look at the sky. it‘s still gray. i come to the garden. there is no bud at all. the trees there are not coming into leaf.

　　then i come to the lakeside. ice on the lake surface has been melt already. there are many ducks swimming in the distance. branches of the willows beside the lake are turning green. i jumped with joy. this is spring. i found it!