Soft and joyful, the white lotus you are looking forward to in your dream is floating in the water.
You are the flowers blooming on each tree, you are the swallow whispering among the beams,
You are love and warmth,
This is a poem, you are April in the world!
You are my April day.
He, with his indifference that had been laid down for many years, slowly slipped away from her.
She was warm and lovely, and inadvertently opened his heart
That's it, for life.