The misty rain kisses the flowers and the stars twinkle.
Who brings the spring breeze,
Brings the thousand of leisurely clouds in the sky, roming,
And the blooming flowers over the trees.
Some cute whispers and giggles diffuse under the gleaming spring sun ,
And I thought, well, it's just in time
To attach my words to the breeze at the sunset glow.
Better in April as well as in May.
May you to receive a note from the warm wind,
Love you three thousand ,I said.
