Miss you so much, the spring is in my heart! I call you in winter, the flowers and plants of the earth know my heart.

How could the end of the cold shut my love for you, eager to spring scenery covered my heart. Your smile is like a song, moistens my love for you! Your figure is like a river, moistens my love. Sun sets, stars out, year after year, usher in the dawn each were shining brilliantly, and off the innumerable cloud all the evening, but remained motionless, I wait for you a winter love is!

You are like a ray of sunshine in winter, stroking my face and heart. You wake up the sleeping earth, and make the whole world full of energy.

The rain silently, mingled with underground, dripping on the land, to give the earth a little moist, make the earth vitality. You let leaves fully absorb the rain which nature gives.

The birds are singing in the branches back, as if to pour out your arrival. Grass in the wind dancing to music performed by you, as if in a welcome meeting for you. Through the windblow, I saw the wonderful rain, see you in the rain. Proverb says: "Rain in spring is as precious as oil". It is no wonder that the flowers begin to bloom after the spring rain.

Let us embrace the touching spring, put the dreams of the spring into their full lofty sentiments, and sprinkle with sweat infiltration in the spring of faith, to the autumn harvest fruitful hope!