Spring is coming, the rain xi resembles the falling of the underground. Thin rain like one shiny thread falls from the sky, moistens land is thaw.
On the Banks of the river, the grass from the ground test out, look east, the west looked at, as if in search of the shadow of spring. Floret is rain woke, happily stretch the beautiful figure. The branches of the willow germination, and soft to swing gently in the breeze, as a young girl beautiful long hair. A frog jump out from the ground, on the lotus leaf quack quack cried, as if to say: "spring is coming! Spring is coming!" Fish in the water swimming vomit a bubble, spit out a string of bubble seems also to say: "spring is coming! Spring is coming!" Simply a bird flying in the air, and took a shower bath.
What a beautiful spring, I love this poem spring!
【作者：留念か那位…青涩お骚年】