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I like the subtle fresh green budding from the branches of the tree -- the herald1(先驱) of spring, ushering2 in the dawn...
I like the subtle wind. In spring, it steals a kiss on my cheek; in autumn, it caresses4 my face; in summer, it brings in cool sweet smell; in winter, it carries a crisp chilliness5...
I like the subtle taste of tea that last long after a sip6. The subtle bitter is what it is meant to be...
I like the subtle friendship that does not hold people together. In stead, an occasional greeting spreads our longings7 far beyond.
I like the subtle longing8 for a friend, when I sink deeply in a couch, mind wandering in memories of the past...
Love should also be subtle, without enslaving(束缚) the ones fallen into her arms. Not a bit less nor a bit more...
Subtle friendship is true; subtle greetings are enough; subtle love is tender; subtle longing is deep; subtle wishes come from the bottom of your heart.
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