Although rainy, cloudy, cold, and With a lot of things, but It's a starting point into A new cycle of life We come by every year... Without Winters, There are no Springs or Summers... Fall is short-lived and totally Is different... A pretty Spring will not come If a Winter does not come... A wonderful Summer will not come Without a Winter... Winters are the hearts of All pretty seasons anytime... There are many Winters Here and there... If we don't see Winters clearly In front of us, but There images dwell in our minds... _____________________________________________________________________
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I would like to translate this poem