Play the flute! Play the flute!
It's mute now. Now it's silent.
Birds are happy day and night.
Day and night. Birds like it.
The nightingale has a nightingale.
Deep in the valley,
Larks in the sky, larks in the sky,
Happy and full of joy,
Happy new year. Greet the new year with joy.
Little boy, little boy
Full of joy. Very cheerful.
Little girl, little girl
Sweet and small. Delicate and lovely.
Cock crows, rooster crows,
You too. You scream, too.
Happy voice, happy voice,
Baby's voice, baby's voice,
Happy new year. Greet the new year with joy.
Lamb, lamb,
I'm here, I'm here,
Come and lick it. Come and lick it.
My white neck. My white neck.
Let me pull your soft hair,
Your soft wool. Let me hold it.
Let me kiss you, your face is very delicate,
Your soft face. Let me kiss you.
Happy, happy, we welcome the new year. We greet the New Year with joy.
Spring has gone in white, and the goddess of spring in plain clothes-Robert bridges, Robert Brad.
Spring is dressed in white, and the goddess of spring is dressed in simple clothes.
May wearing milky white; The corolla of hawthorn is milky white;
There is a clear flock of sheep in the sky.
White clouds float across the sky; White clouds come and go;
White butterflies in the air; Butterflies fly in the air;
White daisy pranks the ground; The court ordered chrysanthemums to decorate the suburbs;
Cherry trees compete with white pear trees and cherry trees.
Scatter snow everywhere. It is like snowflakes everywhere.
The song of ash season
Soot season, in bud,
A mild season that brings buds and flowers,
Green covers hills and valleys;
Colour the hills green and the valleys green;
She sang a nightingale with new feathers;
The little nightingale, who has just grown new feathers, keeps singing;
The tortoise told her story to her master.
Turtle dove also confided in her lover;
Summer is coming, because every spray is blooming;
When summer comes, every twig is covered with new leaves.
The stag hung his old head on his pale face;
Bucks hang old horns on the hedge;
He shook off the stag in winter clothes,
The ram threw his winter coat in the forest;
Fish floating with newly restored scales;
Fish with new scales float on the water;
The viper got rid of all the molting,
The little snake has completely shed its old skin;
Swift swallows chase small flies;
The swift swallow quickly caught the fly;
Busy bees collect honey.
Busy bees mix new honey;
It's winter, and that's the petals of flowers.
The winter that brought disaster to flowers is over.
So I see in these pleasant things,
Of all the thriving things.
Every kind of worry will decline, but my sadness will emerge.
My worries have disappeared, but I am full of worries.
spring
Thomas Nashe
Spring, sweet spring, is a pleasant king in a year;
Then everything blooms, and then the girls dance in a circle.
Cold doesn't sting, beautiful birds sing,
Cuckoo, puff, puff, puff!
Palms and possibly gay country houses,
The lambs play skipping, the shepherds whistle all day,
We heard the birds tuning the happy melody,
Cuckoo, puff, puff, puff!
The fields breathe the fragrance, daisies kiss our feet,
Young lovers meet, old wives sit together in the sun,
On every street, our ears hear these tunes,
Cuckoo, puff, puff, puff!
Spring! Sweet spring!
spring
Translated by Guo Moruo
Spring, sweet spring, Yao and Shun in a year,
Flowers and trees are everywhere, and daughters are dancing in circles everywhere.
Slightly cold but clear, good birds are singing,
Zhaozhao, Chaochao, brother, cut the wheat and insert a grain!
Elms and hawthorn, families dressed as farmhouses,
Lambs play, shepherds play all day,
Birds always sing in harmony, a melodious rhythm,
Zhaozhao, Chaochao, brother, cut the wheat and insert a grain!
The fragrant wind rippled in the countryside, and daisies kissed people's heels.
Couples, old women sitting in the sun,
Go to any avenue, there is a sweet song,
Zhaozhao, Chaochao, brother, cut the wheat and insert a grain!
Spring! Sweet spring!
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