春天的到来,山朗润起来了,水长起来了,太阳的脸红起来了。
Sound the flute!
Now it's mute.
Birds delight,
Day and night;
Nightingale.
In the dale,
Lark in sky,
Merrily,
Merrily, merrily, to welcome in the year.
Spring goeth all in white,
Crowned with milk-white may;
in fleecy flocks of light,
o'er heaven the white clouds stray;
white butterflies in the air;
white daisies prank the ground;
the cherry and hoary pear,
scatter their snow around.
Today is the day when daffodils bloom,
When cumulus clouds roar across the sky,
When light rain beckons spring to appear,
Which children pick to fill the room.
When robins returnSpring,
Robert McCracken.
Today is the day when bold kites fly,
Today is the day when grasses green, when children cheer.
When springtime comes upon us,
Filling freshness in the air.
Showing natures own beauty,
With flowers blooming everywhere.
Trees start slowly budding.
Opening to the sun's warm rays.
Start the birds to singing.
Touching our hearts in these ways.
The grass starts turning greener.
Pushing up out of the ground.
Nature is waking up.
Sending forth her beautiful sound.
Greeting the sun green.
I step across the ocean.
Dawn will open the door all night.
I was immediately grow blue wings.
Flying to you.
Branches continuously provoked one wind.
Put them threw the air.
For this colorful banner.
Me singing aloud.
The one you turn.
Just hit my chest.