Text/Maple on the other side
Chun-san
And the snow is not over
A lonely morning
Pierce through dense fog
In a flash
Grace the North
Spring flowers are budding and ready to be released
It's as quiet as the first time you first saw it
Outside the fence wall
Occasional foraging sparrows
Isn't it
Also waiting for news of spring
A round of slanting sun
Caress the white-headed ginkgo tree
Slowly
Fall into the lonely West Mountain
Long time no see
Don't come unharmed
Hongchen has you
Asaka 氤氲
……
Text/The maple trees on the other side are about to return in spring, but the snow is not finished, a lonely morning light penetrates the dense fog, and in an instant, the spring flowers in the north are budding, waiting to be released, quiet as the first time I saw the fence, and there are occasional foraging sparrows outside the fence wall, is it also waiting Text/The maple trees on the other side are about to return in spring, but the snow is not finished, a lonely morning light penetrates the dense fog, and in an instant, the spring flowers in the north are budding, waiting to be released, quiet as the first time I saw the fence, and there are occasional foraging sparrows outside the fence wall, is it also waiting Text/The maple trees on the other side are about to return in spring, but the snow is not finished, a lonely morning light penetrates the dense fog, and in an instant, the spring flowers in the north are budding, waiting to be released, quiet as the first time I saw the fence, and there are occasional foraging sparrows outside the fence wall, is it also waiting Text/The maple trees on the other side are about to return in spring, but the snow is not finished, a lonely morning light penetrates the dense fog, and in an instant, the spring flowers in the north are budding, waiting to be released, quiet as the first time I saw the fence, and there are occasional foraging sparrows outside the fence wall, is it also waiting Text/The maple trees on the other side are about to return in spring, but the snow is not finished, a lonely morning light penetrates the dense fog, and in an instant, the spring flowers in the north are budding, waiting to be released, quiet as the first time I saw the fence, and there are occasional foraging sparrows outside the fence wall, is it also waiting Text/The maple trees on the other side are about to return in spring, but the snow is not finished, a lonely morning light penetrates the dense fog, and in an instant, the spring flowers in the north are budding, waiting to be released, quiet as the first time I saw the fence, and there are occasional foraging sparrows outside the fence wall, is it also waiting