"Spring has come; come where? It has come to the soft grass lawn. Spring has come; come where? It has come to the green trees. Spring has come; come where? It has come to the fragrant, freshly-opened flowers." This is from a recent poem by the children's book writer Grandpa Lin Liang, and is in an elementary school textbook. I'd really like to read it to the "furry children" at our animal shelters during this season. We will eternally remember the movie "Twelve Nights" that played during the winter of 2013—although the winter was exceptionally cold, under the light of the magnesium lamps, our hearts were warmed by the knowledge that people would remember and care about all the shelter animals. From this time on, we will always appreciate that "As long as there is love, a billion tons of darkness can be transformed into a trillion points of light." We also encourage people never to give up. If we help each other, we can endure winter's chill and enjoy the new hope that comes with spring. After remaining dormant throughout the winter, the grass in the park's exercise area was trampled bare by the playing animals, and even the leaves had all fallen. But on a certain day in March, new buds slyly appeared on the Madagascar almond trees, and we knew spring had returned. We all busied ourselves discussing how to spruce up our furry children's exercise area, and how we would turn the soil, put the weeds, put on new turf, and hope for spring rain in order to restore the animals' grassy paradise. And what's more, we also secretly prepared a surprise gift: "little wooden houses." These little houses were assembled by animal protection and environmental volunteers, university student club members, and the general public; although everyone was a newcomer, they all loved animals and wanted to do something for them, and the houses were completed successfully under a woodworker's guidance. The animals were delighted, and immediately started sniffing and checking out the little houses, revealing a bit of their naughty and innocent characters. This experience provided further confirmation that every living thing must have a safe home to be happy. Making these furry children happy is actually very simple: As far as they are concerned, happiness is to run and play on their own safe lawn, to have a little space where they can rest in safety and contentment, and to have a good-hearted master to rely on; they are waiting patiently here for a home to call their own. Furry children, do you see it? "Spring has come; where has it come? It has come to all those masters who have adopted pets." We will work hard together—Yes, we can!