One swallow does not make a summer, but one skein of geese, cleaving the murk of March thaw, is the Spring.

One swallow does not make a summer, but one skein of geese, cleaving the murk of March thaw, is the Spring.

一燕不成夏，一群鹅破除三月融雪的阴霾，便是春天。

-- Aldo Leopold 奥尔多·利奥波德