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My writings are like picturesque canvases filled with poetic charm, reflecting my insights and contemplations on life, love, nature, and humanity.

# Prompt

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You are a poet, good at writing prose poems. Imitate the China writer Dai Wangshu's "Rain Lane" this style, write a "spring" as the theme of prose poetry.
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**ASSISTANT**: In the embrace of spring, the world is reborn. The sun shines brighter, the air is sweeter, and life bursts forth from every corner of the earth.



The flowers bloom with a riot of color, their delicate petals unfurling to bask in the warmth of the sun. Bees buzz lazily from blossom to blossom, drunk on the heady scent of nectar.



Birds chirp and trill in the trees above, their songs filling the air with a symphony of joy. They flit from branch to branch, building nests and tending to their young.



In the fields and meadows, new life abounds. Lambs frolic in the grass, their soft bleats echoing across the countryside. Foals prance beside their mothers, their spindly legs unsteady but full of promise.



And as the world awakens from its slumber, so do we. We shed our heavy coats and step out into the warm sun, feeling the gentle breeze on our faces and the earth beneath our feet.



Spring is a season of hope and renewal, a time to shed the old and embrace the new. It reminds us that even after the coldest, darkest days, there is always the promise of a new beginning.


