Feb 13, 2016
Tell me that it is now a spring day.
Who says the lull of spring is an unconscious dawn?
Only lazy young men sleep deeply.
The spring breeze kisses my face.
Tells me it is now a spring day.
Although spring light is infinitely good.
I’m afraid to grow old in front of it.
Taking advantage of the springtime among people, since meeting spring early in the morning, I let the spring breeze blow at my side, to gently kiss my face.
The spring breeze kisses my face. Tells me it is now a spring day. Everywhere in the spring day flowers compete for beauty.
Don’t let the flowers wither year after year. Don’t let the flowers wither year after year.