Rain falls lightly on tung flowers
Wind is slow and weak willows help shore
Flowers are in love with breeze
Spinning and spinning in that lost direction
A little bit of rain is falling into a bead chain
Like the legendary "crimson pearl fairy grass" who is grateful to the hard stone nectar
On earth
. The colorful rain in every corner
has written a colorful dream for the season
All the ecstasy
All the passions that burn life
are all in the drizzly spring rain.