Ask for a poem entitled "Friends"

You are the spring breeze in April, the shade in July, the fruit in October and the cold plum in December.

Good friends are hard to find. You are warm in spring, brilliant in summer, harvested in autumn and white in winter.

You are a meal when you are hungry, a comfort when you are sad, and a helping hand when you are in danger.

Good friends are hard to meet, but I met you, good friends, good friends;

Good friend, I can't ask for anything, but when I meet you, I don't want anything else.