Spring is coming, poetry.

Grass grows from the soil.

Put on green clothes,

Say hello everywhere.

Flowers, you look at me, I look at you.

Give a big smile,

Get ready for the arrival of bees.

The wicker hangs down the green silk belt,

Gently swaying in the wind.

Swallows return from the south to the north together,

Tell each other about the hardships of the journey.

For a time, everything revived,

The earth has taken on a new look,

Who wants to come here,

What are they going to do?

Oh, here comes the beautiful spring girl.

Everyone is eager to date her!