yellow is a beautiful colour, and make us think of the sun . here is William WORDSWORTH' s poeme that I LIKE SO MUCH:Daffodils

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed - and gazed - but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.

I know this poem. I like it too. Maybe not "so much", but... oh, you know, Wordsworth is not my favourite one,... But I always colligate daffodils with spring.

you colligate daffodils with spring because they are always seen in spring and their colour shines like stars at night

If you only say so...