"In the Heaven, In the Garden" Spring is said to come with colors, soft petals and the faint soothing aroma with afternoon's lazy warm sunlight, kissing on the forehead. She lied lazily on the carpet of falling petals, reading book, never knew this wait wouldn't end. Or maybe she knew already but chose not to believe? In the heaven, in the garden... April again... 春天据说会带着色彩而来， 柔软的花瓣，淡淡的芳香， 慵懒的午后阳光，轻轻落在额间。 她懒懒地躺在飘落的花瓣上读书， 从不曾知道这场等待不会有尽头。 又或许她早已知晓， 只是选择不去相信？ 在天堂，在花园里…… 又是四月了。