(Saint Aozora) What Will the Snow Become When It Melts?

The wind gently opens the curtain of spring The wind chime on the window lattice swayed slowly I saw your smile in the peach blossom rain So I walked to the river beside you Asking quietly What happens to snow when it melts? You still smile slightly Tell me: it's spring From then on Your smile becomes my season The deepest movement body{background: url(http://img181. Poco. Cn/mypoco/myphoto/20110517/16/56492723201105171611319041938854580_002. Jpg)} Intention: