Early February初春的二月

In the realm of early Februarys light，

Winters embrace begins to weaken， ever slight.

A subtle touch of change adorns the air，

As new life stirs from slumber with care.

Budding blossoms， shy and delicate in bloom，

Paint the world with colors， transcending gloom.

Their silent whispers speak of hopes rebirth，

As nature finds its rhythm， reclaiming worth.

Oh， early February， seer of spring，

Your tranquil presence makes my heart sing.

Embrace the promise of renewal and grace，

As the world awakens in your tender embrace.

在初春二月的光境中，

冬天的拥抱开始渐褪，愈加松动。（剩余272字）