Poetry in spring is longer.

Spring, stepping on the fallen leaves in autumn and winter,

Stepping on depravity, stepping on destruction, stepping on depression;

Bring hope, bring light and bring laughter.

Dewdrops dripping from the branches,

It's the tears of coloured glaze,

Crystal clear, reflecting beautiful scenery.

Skillfully across the air,

Free and unrestrained.

The company of birds,

The ribbon at Zheng's tail fluttered.

Red berries on the roadside,

Let the tourists stop.

The beauty of the blooming moment,

Light up thousands of lights.

The wind blew across the clear lake.

Sparkling microwave oven,

It heralds the arrival of spring.

The rain soaked the branches and treetops.

The transparency of water droplets falling,

It heralds the arrival of spring.

If you find spring,

Then please close your eyes.

Let the wind caress your face;

Let the rain give off flowers.

The tenderness of spring,

The laughter of spring ...