I say you are the April day of this world, and laughter illuminates the winds around you; Your soul dances in the glory of spring. You are a cloud in the sky at the beginning of April. The evening wind is soft, the stars twinkle inadvertently, and the drizzle is sprinkled in front of the flowers. It's light, it's graceful, you are, you are wearing a crown of flowers, you are naive, you are solemn, you are a full moon every night. When the snow melts, you look as yellow as a gosling and as green as a new bud. You are gentle and happy. Water and light float in your dream, looking forward to the white lotus. You are a flower, a swallow whispers in the beam, you are love, warmth and hope, and you are the April day on earth!