With the cock crowing.
Black sky,
The stars are laughing.
The creaking of the door,
Brought a puppy
Jumping around in the yard.
Walking towards the narrow path behind the house,
Blown by the cold wind all night,
It froze again.
Step on the gas,
Crunch
Got a fright.
Snow,
Set off the outline of the house.
There is a small lamp in the room.
Nor can we turn the darkness before dawn,
Illuminate.
In the dark,
There are several owls.
That voice,
Like some sounds of nature,
It sounds a little creepy.
A few loud cries of children,
Increased the noise at night.
The morning star rises in the east,
Has passed the treetops.
The horizon in the east turned white,
The dawn before dawn,
We're leaving again.