Spring

Colorful flowers and green grasses,

That is how you dress the world.

Joyful songs the birds sings,

That is how you send the message.

Fragrant smell of the soil,

That is how you distribute your glamour.

The little sweet in the tender leaves,

That is the sugar you put in the rain.

When everything is awakened,

I wonder

Did these vital things bring you,

Or did you bring these things vital?