She Came from the Morning

She came from early morning, With a mist all over, and a corner of wet dew. She came from autumn, With the sweet fragrance of a tree of osmanthus, And a golden stamen. She came from the seaside, With a clear blue, and a rolling wave. She came from the grassland, With a fresh grass fragrance, and a touch of green vitality. She came from the mountains, With a burst of ethereal birdsong, and a meandering clear spring.