Love and Spring- they always together. But I think better to read the beautiful poem about love and spring of famous poet of 19 th century. His name is Tyutchev and his poetry about love are the best.

Tyutchev - Spring

Winter is not without reason angry 

Her time has passed - 

Spring is knocking on the window 

And drives from the yard.

And everything fussed 

Everything knocks the winter out - 

And the larks in the sky 

Already raised the bells.

Winter is still busy 

And grumbles in the spring. 

She laughs in her eyes 

And the forest is only noisy ...

Enraged witch infuriated 

And capturing the snow 

Let me run away 

In a beautiful child ...

Spring and grief are few: 

Washed in the snow 

And only became blush 

Contrary to the enemy.

(Poet Tyutchev “Spring”)

Poet Tyutchev wrote poem about spring “Spring Storm”: 

I love a storm in early May

When springtime's boisterous, firstborn thunder

Over the sky will gaily wander

And growl and roar as though in play.

A peal, another - gleeful, cheering…

Rain, raindust… On the trees, behold!-

The drops hang, each a long  pearl earring;

Bright sunshine paints the thin threads gold.

A stream downhill goes rushing reckless,

And in the woods the birds rejoice.

Din. Clamour. Noise. All nature echoes

The thunder's youthful, merry voice.

You'll say: 'Tis laughing, carefree Hebe -

She fed her father's eagle, and

The Storm Cup brimming with a seething

And bubbling wine dropped from  her hand.

(Fyodor Ivanovich Tyutchev)

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