Fall is friend of hold
the harvest
Winter friend of hope
So cling to heart
Spring friend of heart
Rehab and rehearse
Summer friend of hand
No scarcity
So forget the heart
Where?
where so the heart
to the hand
to hold the hope
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Never forget the hope, always in the best, but take what comes and face it, do your best to solve it. That is the real life.