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In her own leisurely pace
she has arrived
riding the multicolored
chariot of the flowers
with sunshine in her lips
clad in a green mini skirt
China’s spring festival
and a bright yellow
summer shoe
pumping the sky
with a zephyr of joy.
Spring, a lovely awakening,
a rebirth of sovereignty.
No more frosty encounters
with the chilly winter tongue.
Everywhere is bliss, bliss and bliss.
O’ spring!
Come, come and caress my lips.
Let the droplets of our kisses
spill over the barren soul
of the humanity.
Let the seed
of our love sprout
and salute the world.
O’ spring, O’ my darling!