Li Chun Yang Qi Rise,
The grass and trees are pure green.
Snow melt wakes up and is proud,
Wink and smile at the East Wind.
The geese return home,
The cold is not the ninth house.
Long days and short nights,
New makeup.
Li Chun Yang Qi Rise,
The grass and trees are pure green.
Snow melt wakes up and is proud,
Wink and smile at the East Wind.
The geese return home,
The cold is not the ninth house.
Long days and short nights,
New makeup.
![Have you read all 100 poems about spring?[fig]](data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAP///wAAACwAAAAAAQABAAACAkQBADs=)