Poetry: Spring Rain

Wake up in a dream

Hear all kinds of voices outside the window.

I know this is the song of spring rain.

Fell on the pipe sticking out of the window.

Tick tock tick tock

Fell on the window glass

Ding Ding Ding.

Fall on the roof

Fall on a tree

Put it in the yard

Falling

Listening to the singing of spring rain

I seem to see flowers blooming.

Trees grow leaves.

Grass came out of the ground.

The water in the river is swift.

Yehliu is full of willow bubbles.

The spring breeze is very warm

People in the village are busy in the fields.

I saw the energy in my eyes.

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