[b]De titel zegt genoeg, lijkt me!

In summer, the song sings itself.

In winter, there’s snow :]

sorry ;p

In mei leggen alle vogels een ei :angel:

Mei is geen seizoen :grinning_face_with_smiling_eyes:

[i]Spring is nature’s way of saying, “Let’s party!”

No matter how long the winter, spring is sure to follow.

Winter dies into the spring, to be born again in the autumn.

The color of springtime is in the flowers, the color of winter is in the imagination.

Winter must be cold for those with no warm memories.

Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.

People don’t notice whether it’s winter or summer when they’re happy.

A life without love is like a year without summer.

Asjeblieft :stuck_out_tongue: