Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, May has come to an end. It seems that many of the stories that should have happened in May have not yet happened, and the beauty that should have come in May has not yet come. This time, time does not care about our mood, and the wish still stays at the level of wish. If you can, can you let May stay until it happens, when it comes...
Perhaps, this is the best time
Send away the charm of a hundred flowers
Greeted with the enthusiasm of pomegranates
And those green leaves, the holiness of the lush heart
[Rose] [Rose] [Rose]
What a vivid human world
Mountains and rivers are like songs, and the heavens and the earth are vast
Once full of desolation
Has become a passer-by of the universe
The watchful eye of spring has become a fantasy
Flag hanging from a camphor tree
Bright green hope
Yes, this is the best time
Those once frozen dreams woke up
All staleness is replaced by the new life
All the loneliness has been put on a warm coat
The youth that was blown down by the wind
Return to the track of life with vigorous strength
Towards the fog dissipated, the dawn was so clear
What a good time
There is a refreshing freshness in the air
The world was swept away by the mighty atmosphere
Nothing can defile the rose of the heart
I have spoken my heart to the world
May, no more silence
Songs and tears are both expressions of happiness
May 2021
