I said you were April,
Laughter lit up the wind in all directions,
Your soul dances in the glory of spring.
You are the cloud on the first day of April.
Breathing the soft wind at dusk
The stars twinkle with unconscious light.
The rain in Mao Mao sprinkled the flowers with joy.
That's light, that's elegant, and you are,
You wear a crown of flowers,
In your naive and serious way
You are the full moon every night.
After the snow melts, that piece of goose yellow is like you.
You are fresh and budding green.
How subtle! Long live!
Water floats with white lotus in your dreams.
You are a blooming flower from tree to tree.
Swallows chirping on the beam.
You are love, warmth and hope,
You are the April day on earth!
2. This poem perfectly combines content and form, and perfectly combines the sense of music and painting in China's poetry tradition with the pursuit of rhythm in English classical poetry. It is a masterpiece that can be recited constantly and increase new ideas.