Spring in Beijing
By Jewellee Lee
The cold says good-bye,
and the warmth cuddles the world.
Butterflies open their wings,
to greet the blooming flowers.
Angels dye the grass with green,
and the sky with blue.
Spring, truly is the season of joy,
the best of all.
Well, not in Beijing.
Liar, liar, Spring is a liar.
It promised me blue sky,
but all I got was pollution sky.
Spring is just so temperamental.
It's summer during the day,
and Fall during the rest.
It's so easy to get a cold.
Pollens are flying everywhere I go.
Red eyes, runny nose, and Achoo!
Allergies, allergies, I hate allergies.
Still think that Spring is the best?
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