That can be finer than spring! Every year with its arrival wakes up at the house planted by me and the father яблонька. Also it is possible to observe, how branches revive, паспускаются kidneys, and here already grow white fragrant flowers on its branches.
Cheerfully thaws ring, sparrows and the titmouses which have endured winter colds rejoice to the spring sun. Thawing icicles look from a roof down, in any way won't solve: to jump, not to jump... It is possible to start up paper ships on a fast stream in a yard.
And in the wood bugs and workers ants wake up. From under snow the first snowdrops look out. Were stirred up and rang out, зажжужали front sights: "Look, we are live and cheerful, we are glad a solneyshka, spring!"
The warm beam concerned snow возде a mink of a hedgehog, and streamlets began to flow to it. The hedgehog sniffed, woke up and ran on a clearing food to look for. The birds who have come back from the distant countries clean wings on branches. Good fellows, at them there are a lot of affairs ahead: young leaves from caterpillars to rescue, nests to build, baby birds to feed.
Here snow thawed, and I wave a hand in a window яблоньке: "Wake up, meet spring!"