Tang Dynasty: Meng Haoran
Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep.
How many flowers fall after a stormy night.
In spring, it was dawn before I knew it. It was the chirping of birds that disturbed my sleep. It rained and rained last night. How many beautiful spring flowers have been blown down?
2. Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
The wild path is dark, and the river is bright.
Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.
Good rain seems to pick the right time, arrival in the spring when everything is born. With the breeze, quietly into the night. Fine and dense, nourishing everything on the earth. Thick dark clouds covered the fields and paths, and only a little fishing fire from a fishing boat by the river emitted a ray of light, which was particularly bright.
When you come in the morning, the wet soil must be covered with red petals, and the streets and alleys of Jinguancheng must be a colorful scene.
3. Spring Day
Song: Zhu
Beautiful spring outing in Surabaya, the endless scenery is new.
Everyone can see the face of spring, the spring breeze blows flowers open, thousands of purple, and the scene of spring is everywhere.
It's sunny, and the endless scenery is completely new on the shore of Surabaya. Anyone can see the face of spring. The spring breeze is full of flowers and colors, and the scenery of spring is everywhere.
4. Spring Thoughts
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
The grass is as green as Beth, and the mulberry leaves in Qin area are green.
When you miss your hometown, you were missed and sad a long time ago.
Spring breeze, you and I don't know each other. Why do I feel sad when it blows to Luo Zhang?
The grass in Yan Di is as green as Beth, and the mulberry trees in Qin are also green. When you are homesick and looking forward to your return, you have long been missed and worried. Spring breeze, you and I are strangers. Why did you blow into my account to cause my anxiety?
5. Farewell to Fu Degu Caoyuan
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter.
Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey.
I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.
How lush the long grass is, it turns yellow in autumn and winter every year and thickens in spring. Ruthless wildfires can only burn dry leaves. When the spring breeze blows, the earth is green. Weeds and wild flowers spread and flooded the ancient road, and the end of the grass under the bright sun is your journey. I once again sent away my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.
2. An ancient poem about seeking spring. Spring can't close the garden. Birds are twittering for their perch, and the mountains are covered with wine flags. They are floating in the mud.
Floating growth hates happiness, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
15, "Dengguazhou" Wang Song Anshi
Guazhou Yishui, Jingkou. At most, it is the benefit of a spring.
I wove endless sad words in the frame.
Sweet, they are on the old highway.
10, and I don't know how many flowers are broken. Flowers that don't go with the flow.
18, locked in the hospital in spring.
19, moisten things silently.
These flowers are becoming more and more charming. But now I remember that night, that storm?
2. I am homesick for the New Year alone.
5。 Ah, my friend's prince, you're gone again. The moon brought my heart to the sky of Tatar, Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night, Don Du Fu.
Good rain knows the season.
I heard the jade pendant jingling in the wind, reaching the crumbling city gate, "Spring Day" Song Zhuxi.
Win the day to find the fragrant silk waterfront, come and go with the four seasons, South China University of Technology Jinguancheng.
Spring into the riverside grass, Tang Bai Juyi's "Farewell to Ancient Grass".
The endless grass is on the plain, the white sand is under the shade of Populus davidiana, and Tang is in acacia.
When those red berries come in spring.
14, "Spring Thoughts" Tang Huangran
"The Tale of Birds" and "The Tale of Swallows" tell about the New Year, and "Spring Hope" is Tang Du Fu.
Although the country is broken, the mountains and rivers remain forever, waiting for the pheasant to crow.
1 1。 A bottle of Dongfeng wine. Give me a hug and go home. I stroke my white hair. It's too thin. Holding a glass of wine to persuade the sunset for you, "early spring is Zhang, a member of the Ministry of Water Resources" Tang Hanyu.
Tian Yurun is crisp, and "Gardens are worthless" is full of leaves and leaves.
You should pity your fangs and print moss.
6. They are tall again in the spring breeze, and Zhongshan is separated by several mountains. When I went to the atrium to count the flowers, the river boat was full of fire, and Song Ouyang Xiu wrote "Early Spring Expedition to Send Friends Off"
Chu is a thousand miles poor.
20, and leave a night photo for the flowers?
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13, when the spring is strong, the spring river warms the duck prophet. I live on the first floor of the city near Hanyuan. It is the puffer fish that wants to go up and wrinkle the waves to welcome guests.
The grass in your north is as blue as jade.
3。 In order to invite Yuan to take a bus, Xiao Kouchai Fei couldn't speak for a long time, but the grass was far away. In the spring, on Cao Fang Road in the south of the city, Song Sushi wrote "The Evening Scene of Hui Chong Riverside".
There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo forest. Lonely birds sing their sadness, and the songs of birds around me are full of sadness.
The night is dark, Tang Du Mu's poem "Jiang Nanchun Jueju"
Thousands of miles of warblers sing Qingjiang, mulberries sing green branches, and a word from home is worth a thousand pounds of gold.
The stars in the mirror are wrong.
2 1。 Populus davidiana is lighter than others, and sticks and quinoa help me cross Qiaodong and Tang Hehe, who sings willow.
Jasper dressed up as a tree.
16, when will the moon shine on me? Several early songbirds compete for warm trees. Wildfire has never completely devoured them, but so far it has been Mazhen and Longqiu. Why do pedestrians need credit? Artemisia selengensis has short buds all over the ground, only in the wind and rain of pear flowers.
12, How many stories are there in misty rain, Poems of Spring, Yuxi, Liu Tang.
The new make-up should be under the Zhu Lou, and the green silk tapestry hangs down.
While I was waiting for the golden lock to turn.
After three months of war, love your daughter and smile. In the spring breeze, because I dare not know you, there are cigarettes and willows everywhere and the water level is very low.
9, dragonflies fly to the jade to catch the head, "Jade House Spring" Song Xin Qi Ji
It's windy. I want to persuade Chunguang to live. Tang Du Fu, Night Walk in Zuoting.
The flowers were covered and the palace darkened. Xiao sees the red and wet place, blowing his face is not cold. I don't know who cut off the thin leaves. Jiuyun terraced fields sparkle in the moonlight, and it is always spring. Ten thousand windows in heaven are flashing, and I have been asking what time it is all night. When the clothes are wet, the apricot flowers will rain, and the shallow grass will have no horseshoes, and it will flush on your southern branches. Dreamers are much more worried.
17 1。 The spring breeze came to Jiang Nanan again.
8. The boundless scene is new for a while. Where are the petals that shed tears? Spring is in Yushe, Song and Song Qi.
The scenery in Dongcheng is getting better and better. His victory will be engraved on the rocks of Mount Yanran! No longer hold the hairpin, but this petal branch is smiling in my lonely sleep, and its new swallow pecks at the mud of spring. I have to submit a petition tomorrow morning. Know the east wind when you are free. Sneaking into the night with the wind, "Jueju" is the south of Song monks.
In the shade of ancient trees, there is a short canopy. Now, as a symbol of our love, an apricot tree emerges from the wall, as well as Tang.
In the spring morning, I woke up easily. I love the lack of travel in the east of the lake. Spring people are not conceited, and the branches of red apricots are full of spring. 480 temples in the Southern Dynasties. The wild geese are flying, the flowers are blooming on the water, and the vegetation is green in spring. Finally, you remembered Tang Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang.
Gu Shan Temple is north of Jiating West. Why do you divide the silk curtain in front of my bed? ,
Now when my heart is about to break
3. Looking for ancient poems describing spring;
Spring breeze, since I dare not know you, why should I separate the silk curtain beside my bed? ? -Tang Li Bai's "Spring Thoughts"
Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it. -Tang Bai Juyi's Farewell to Ancient Grass
Jianghan spring breeze, frost removed last night. -Tang Du Fu's "Guan Ying Farewell to My Younger Brother".
Just like the spring breeze deceives each other, blowing off a few flowers at night. -Tang Du Fu's "Nine Poems Wandering"
Why use the elegy of willow to complain about the delay of spring, old Yumenguan, a spring breeze is not blowing! -Don Wang Zhihuan's "Liangzhou Ci"
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. -Tang Meng Haoran's "Singing Willow"
The roar of firecrackers, the old year has passed; The warm spring breeze ushered in the New Year, and people happily drank the newly brewed Tu Su wine. -Wang Song Anshi's January Day
Jiang Nanan spring breeze is green, when will the bright moon shine on me? -Wang Song Anshi's "Dengguazhou"
Everyone can see the face of spring, the spring breeze blows flowers open, thousands of purple, and the scene of spring is everywhere. -Spring in Song Zhuxi.
The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold. -"Jueju" by Zhi 'an, a monk in the Southern Tang Dynasty
Chunhua:
The spring breeze comes back and makes the flowers in my yard bloom. -Tang Li Bai's "Sunset in the Mountains"
Petals falling from time to time drift with the tide, and the fragrance in the water floats far away. -Don Liu Shenxu's "Quiddie"
Susu tidbits are late, flying lycopene is light. -Tang Du Fu's Spring Festival travel rush craze
It's easy to drop flowers when flowers bloom to the peak. Bud, please discuss it slowly. -Tang Du Fu's "Seven quatrains, Looking for Flowers Alone by the River"
Flowers and trees know that spring is about to pass, and they want to keep the pace of spring and pay more attention. -Late Spring by Tang Han Yu
Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom. -Tang, Song of Snow White, sent Tian Shuji Wu home.
When spring comes, the sun rises from the river, the flowers on the river are brighter than red, and the green river is greener than the blue grass. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Recalling Jiangnan"
In the world of April, the flowers have withered, and the peach blossoms in the ancient temples have just bloomed. -Tang Bai Juyi's Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple
Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe. -Tang Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang
Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep. How many flowers fall after a stormy night. -Don Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"
When is the spring flower and autumn moon? How much do you know about the past? -Yu Meiren by Li Yu in Southern Tang Dynasty
Spring rain:
The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing. -Don Wei Wu Ying is in Chuzhou, on the bank of Xixi.
Swallows don't return to the Spring Festival Evening, and it's a misty rain and apricot blossoms. -Don Dai Shulun's Su Xi Pavilion
There is a lot of silk in the sky above the avenue, which is as delicate and moist as butter. The grass is vaguely connected in the distance, but it looks sparse in the near future. -Yu, "Early Spring is a member of the Ministry of Water Resources"
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. -Tang Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"
Spring rain breaks the bridge, but the boat supports the shade —— Fu's "You Chun Hu"
Living in a small building and listening to the falling spring rain, you will hear the sound of selling apricots in the depths of the alley early in the morning. -Song Luyou's Spring Rain in Lin 'an
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4. An ancient poem about finding spring 1. Xixi Chuzhou Tang Dynasty: Wei Ducao, the tree sings oriole.
The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing. What I like best are the faint weeds growing by the stream and the orioles singing softly in the depths of the trees.
The spring tide is rising and it is drizzling. There is no one at the wilderness ferry, only a small boat leisurely crosses the water.
2. Village life in Qing Dynasty: In February, the grass grows high, and the willow on the embankment is drunk with spring smoke. The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind.
In February of the lunar calendar, the grass around the village has gradually sprouted and grown, and orioles are flying around. Willow covered with long green branches, swaying in the wind, as if gently stroking the bank.
The evaporated water vapor between Shui Ze and vegetation condenses into smoke. Willow seems to be intoxicated with this beautiful scenery.
After school, the children in the village hurried home and flew kites in the blue sky when the east wind blew. 3, two in late spring, one in Tang Dynasty: the spring of Han and Shu will return soon, and all kinds of red and purple fights.
Even the fickle elm tree without beautiful colors is unwilling to be lonely, dancing with the wind and turning into snowflakes flying all over the sky. Flowers and trees all know that spring is back, and they all want to keep the pace of spring and compete with each other.
Even beautiful flowers and elm money are unwilling to be lonely, dancing with the wind and turning into flying snow.
5. Looking for spring poems. Spring poems are as follows:
1, "The title city is the south village": People don't know where to go, but peach blossoms still smile at the spring breeze.
2. "Bird Singing": People are idle and osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and spring is empty.
3, "Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple": In April, the beauty of the world is exhausted, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are blooming.
4, "Jiangnan Spring": thousands of miles of green, water village Guo Shan wine flag wind.
5, "The Garden is Worthless": The garden can't be closed in spring, and an apricot comes out of the wall.
6, "Hui Chong Chunjiang": Peach blossoms outside the bamboo are three or two, and the duck prophet warms the river.
7. Send Wu: Just like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows away the petals of ten thousand pear trees.
8. "Remembering Jiangnan": At sunrise, the river is red as fire, and in spring, the river is blue.
9. "Send Yuan Ershi": Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green.
10, "Spring Day": Looking for the fragrant shore in the sun, the boundless scene is new for a while.
1 1, "Spring Dawn": Spring has come, I can't feel the dawn, and birds are singing all around.
6. Find out the poetic operators that describe spring.
Song Shen Cai
Fu used to be the master of spring. Drunk to shoot spring shirts and gold clothes, only live in the greenhouse. Mi Yijun, listen. Don't follow the trend. If you really want to fly, there are thousands of roads in the cloud.
within walking distance
Song Cao Xun
Spring blossoms move mountains, and the four seasons are surrounded by greenery. Rain came to the lake at dawn, and the international sky was clear. Move the sacred orchid to press the deep waves, and the wind blows away the dust. You should look at the clouds and see the true colors of lakes and mountains.
Huanxisha
Song Chaobuzhi
Drinking and drinking are shocking. Fly east and Bai Ou light. Hu Aishan has a little insight. Who let the dream go back to Lan Zhi, but go to Phoenix in spring? I can't help feeling that the wind has changed.
Xi chunling
Songduanshi
Spring dreams are too lazy to get up. The silver candle went out and the curtains hung low. The willow trees in the small yard are golden green with two or three peach faces. Clean the cupboard and wash the dishes carelessly. Dull, Yu Di throws. Flocculation alienates people and the air is delayed.
Tasha shop
Song Chendewu
Mei pressed the palace makeup, and Liu Hengmei wore it. Will stay in spring. Suddenly meet on the piano stage and treat each other under the moon. Haiyan returns in spring and walks in the river. Always kind and loving in the end. The ceremony is between white clouds, such as the sea.
Langtaosha
Song and Chen Sanpin
The rain comes late in spring. Fang Xing is careless. Light red and strong green fill the garden. There are three or four unique pear flowers to keep the spring cold. The young man jumped on the golden saddle. Near the mountain. I'm tired of flying. Sprinkle a thousand tears on the east wind and look at it again on your clothes.
Quail day
Fan Song Chengda
You can see light green. Hong Ying Jr. is at the secluded threshold of winding cylinder. Bees are noisy on the shelf, and swallows are light among the willows. Spring is gentle, and guests fall. When the flowers fade and the wine fades, it will be clear. Have a drink and buy something from the Ming Dynasty, and give it to the sunset for rebirth.
Huanxisha
Fan Song Chengda
Pearl curtain protection cluster. The flowers are red and the candles are red. Candlelight, flower shadow, lush night. Embroidered in brocade, embroidered in mist, embroidered in the clouds of the sun, the moon and the stars. There are several spring breeze in the world.
Empty paintings/complaints
Song He Zhu
The spring water and snow in Wumen melt at first. Hair-trigger small path communication. Willow trees are everywhere, intended to annoy the spring breeze. Chord duct noise, then leading edge plexus. In the middle of the moon. Can't bear to look back, double bridge east, empty painting floor.
Xinghuatian
Song gaoguan's country
Jade altar news is chilly in spring. Ruby color, charming and beautiful. Little pity for wet cheeks and fat dyeing. We can only meet each other through the white wall. Beyond the shadow of flowers, the Forbidden City dreams far away. I don't know, Yingying Yanyan. Drifting green paths and red spots. Tao Li Chunfeng is late.
Pick mulberry seeds
Huang Songting Jian
Look at peaches and plums in the south and north of the city, and look at the years. There's a bright future. Silent again. The spring breeze is smiling. Whose house should I pay for? Ask him before you put the hops.
Dong Xian ge
Song Jiangkui
Learn from the flowers and press down the exquisite snow. I saw the leaves among the leaves at a glance. I hate the spring breeze, the one who dyed the forehead returns, and the lingering fragrance of the moon. Goose is really like wine. I love incense, which is far more charming than fat. I planted my own ancient pine roots, waiting to see Huanglong, flying around, pale and bearded. Older immortals, adding pen-end spring, dare to provoke peach blossoms to ask who is good and who is bad.
spiritual song
Liu Song Chenweng
There is no need for silver candle red makeup, and cauliflower has always left a place. It's a long way to go, Xiu Yuan. Butterflies around the east wall are singing to repair bamboo, sparse cicadas and tall trees. Sighing a spring rain, returning to hug my knees, remembering the past, feeling dejected. Looking at Liuxia at the East Gate, I have an uneven dream and want to return to the secluded road. Separated by red grass, even empty water, with high fog. Water-washed bronze camel, Tsinghua table, meet again when you are leveled. But you are so old that Jiang Yan is exhausted. Who gave it to you?
spiritual song
Liu Song Chenweng
The shirt is raining in the spring rain, but it is already wet. Know that you miss me, I am leaning in the southwest, whose home is tea. Sleep by the grass, get drunk under the hairpin, and sing wildly on the handrail. Sighing where the old friend is, Wen Juan shed tears and returned to the earth in spring. Talking about ambiguity with Dongfeng is like being afraid of Dongfeng and frowning. Looking back at those chaotic mountains and luxurious houses is unbearable. Cold dishes Jiangcun, Niuniu Mountain, Mao Yan wine. Laugh at Zhou Qin, dream with whoever you want, and talk to the elder.
Pick mulberry seeds
Song luyou
Baochai combs her hair late upstairs and is lazy to play on the swing. Idle cigarettes. Witch hazel is wide and sleeps in a bun. Li Hong hasn't sent a letter from Liaodong for several years. Before playing with tears. Sorrow has become fourteen strings of spring breeze.
7. Look for poems about spring. When spring comes with her unique new green, it is really charming;
When spring comes with her unique warmth and tide, it can also make people lose their souls.
Spring is definitely a canvas full of life.
New green, light green, bright green, green, green eyes, tender our eyes. There is still a little bit of red, a little bit of yellow, a little bit of pink and a little bit of purple flashing like stars, which also surprises us in saving the territory and looking for the top achievements of Sichuan Silent Eye.
So, I started walking in spring.
Stepping on her soft soil, I realized that the hotbed of life can be so flat. As long as the old man floats by in the season, all the sleeping seeds can be bred here, giving life a changing posture.
Spring is definitely a picture full of vitality.
Whether it is out of the ground or in bud; Whether it is stretching slowly or flowing slowly; Whether they are silent or whispering, as long as the old people in the season open the curtain of spring, they will show the magical vitality of nature here in their own unique way.
So, I began to wander in spring.
Covered with gentle and lovely spring scenery, let the slight fragrance wind blow. You will realize that the breath of spring actually contains one of the most touching tenderness. I also think that nature is a strange mother. She chose to breed all kinds of life at the end of winter when everything was depressed, and let them embrace each other in the most tender and lovely first spring, bringing infinite vitality to the world.
Spring is also a gallery, showing the magic of life.
You see, every life has its specific form, and every specific form contains specific life information. Regardless of height, everyone has to go through the process of birth, aging, illness and death, and there are childish and mature seasons. Whether striking or plain, we should complete a feat of life in our own specific living space and along that specific seasonal trajectory. Whether it is famous or not, whether it was born in a rich home or grew up in a barren sand, everything that germinated in spring has written an ode to life with all its enthusiasm and unique way.
This is spring, because the chorus of life was born here, and I really feel a magical beauty.
The sunshine in spring is so warm that flowers and trees are full of vitality. The orioles showed off their songs heartily, and a beautiful country girl picked Artemisia leisurely.
Delay: slow. Huimu: vegetation. Lush: The appearance of lush grass. Cang Geng: warbler. Hehe: Birds sing in unison. Midges: Artemisia ordosica. Hey: A lot.
The Book of Songs Xiaoya Chu Ci
In mid-spring, Yang Hefang got up.
Yanghe: heating in spring
Historical Records of Qin Shihuang's Biography
In Yangchun Budeze, everything is brilliant.
Han Yuefu's Ancient Ci "Long Songs"
The wind in spring and during the day is fragrant.
Jin Yuefu's Ancient Ci "Three Golden Baiqi Dances"
In the spring of February and March, grass and water are the same color.
Yu Zhu, an ancient poem of Jin Yuefu.
In the Spring Festival Evening, there are green fields, Aritaka Iwao and white clouds.
Xiu: Beautiful. Tun: Stay and gather.
Xie Lingyun's Into the Lake Mouth of Peng Li in the Southern Song Dynasty
Spring grass grows in the pond and garden willows become songbirds.
Songbirds: Songbirds have changed their species. Winter has gone and spring has come, and birds have changed.
Xie Lingyun's "Climbing the Pool Upstairs" in Southern Song Dynasty
Noisy birds cover Chunzhou, and miscellaneous English is full of Fangdian.
Fuchunzhou: a sandbar full of spring. Mixed English; All kinds of flowers. Fangdian: rural areas.
Nantiao's "Going to Sanshan Late and Looking to Beijing"
The news is that it will be sunny in Los Angeles, and the spring scenery will double next year.
Los Angeles: Luoyang. Windy days: spring scenery. Tao: Say.
Don Du Shen Yan's Spring in Beijing.
The bright sun on the sea is about to rise, and Jiangnan in the south of the Yangtze River is reviving. I saw an oriole flying in the warm air, and a green water plant was reflected by the sun.
Haishu: Sunrise at sea. Li Heliu in the wild in spring: Liu Mei crosses Jiang Lai, and spring scenery in the south of the Yangtze River. Shu Qi: The warm breath of spring. Turn green apple wave: turn green apple grass in water. The four sentences mean: rosy clouds rise to the sea with the rising sun, plum blossoms and green willows take the other side of the spring river, yellow birds sing in warm spring, and sunshine makes apples green.
Tang Du Shen Yan and Lu Cheng's Early Spring Journey in Jinling.
8. Look for spring poems there. In the small garden where the warm sun shines in spring, there is a beautiful spring girl, a lock of yellow winter jasmine. Is Miss Chun wearing a wreath on her head? The crystal clear dew is the shining eyes of Miss Chun, right? The newly sprouted buds on the branches are Miss Chun's curved eyelashes, right? Is the budding peach blossom a shy smile of Miss Chun? The green leaves extracted from the branches are the new shawls just cut by Miss Chun, right? A string of green silk tapestry-like willow branches, is it a new grass skirt that Miss Chun dances in? Clusters of small flowers emerged from the ground. Is Miss Chun wearing embroidered shoes on her feet? The river rippled in layers. Is it Miss Chun who dips the paint with a brush? A series of waterfalls ran down. Is Miss Chun playing music? Little tadpoles swim happily. Are they small animals endowed with life by teacher Chun? The little bee is buzzing. Is it Miss Chun who is whispering with them? Oh, beautiful spring girl! We are your eyes, seeing the spring you painted.
We are your ears, listening to the spring you play. We are your little hands, touching the warm spring ... here comes the spring girl! Come with joy! Come with the beauty! Come with fantasy.