You are the clouds and smoke in the April days on earth dusk blowing the wind soft stars in the unintentional flash of fine rain dotted wine in front of the flowers
Listen to the mountains and rivers to the spring breeze brewed into a thousand words blowing over the old man's hometown
No season of the wind than the spring makes people feel that the human world is gentle and worthwhile.
Smiling eyes to see the beautiful scenery, simple state of mind to have a happy
Don't think about that place of departure wind stole our paddle we will dock in another two spring
Ever indulged in the spring flowers scent is heartwarming the wind sandwiched between the tender
Really, this is the spring, ah wildly jumping heart stirring the water floating clouds.