I said you are the April day of this world.

Laughter lit up the surrounding wind; Lightweight and flexible

Dancing and changing in the splendor of spring.

You are the cloud on the first day of April.

The evening breeze is soft, and the planetesimals are there.

Unintentionally flashing, drizzle sprinkled in front of the flowers.

That's lightness, that's elegance. You are, Xianyan.

You are wearing a crown of flowers, and you are

Naive and solemn, you are the full moon every night.

After the snow melts, the goose yellow looks like you; fresh

The first green bud, you are; Gentle and happy

Water floats with white lotus in your dreams.

You are a flower and a swallow in the tree.

Whispering between the beams, you are love, warmth,

It's hope, you are April day on earth.