Spring is warm and flowers are blooming
The stars in the sky are like daytime, but they are wandering alone.
The feelings in my heart cannot be expressed in words, I can only bear it alone.
For the sake of his former ideal, he wandered with determination.
I have traveled all over the world but still feel sad, only to realize that my ideal is dead.
The wind and rain in my hometown bring back my memories.
My father’s wrinkles and my mother’s tears are still clear in my heart.
If yesterday's love stays overnight, let her go away in the breeze.
If you don't try to keep her, you won't have to look back.
Let the rain go away with the breeze.
There is no need to sigh when the geese leave and leave a sound.
Let us join hands in hope.
Waiting for the coming year, may the spring be warm and the flowers bloom.
Let us face the sea.
Note: Reposted from a place the teacher doesn’t know