You came to me quietly.
What do you say we visit the spring?
I followed you silently.
The wildflowers on the roadside exude a faint fragrance.
I picked one and held it gently in my arms.
There are "caterpillars" falling from poplar trees by the roadside.
You pick one up and sneak it into my hand,
I am crying to leave you.
You hold my hand tightly,
Call me a caterpillar,
You should keep me in your heart.
You said you brought me the fragrance of spring flowers,
You said you brought me the coolness of summer,
You said you brought me the expectation of a bumper harvest in autumn,
You said you brought me bright sunshine in winter.
Suddenly a breeze blew,
Willow branches dance with the wind,
Soft and deep into bone marrow
The stream by the river flows slowly,
White swans fell from the sky.
Unconsciously, it's getting late,
You hold my hand,
Walking on the way home,
The sunset has dyed you and my paradise red.
The air is filled with thick flowers,
Your moving melody echoes in my ears.
This is the time when the winter jasmine is in full bloom.
Are you okay in the distance?