All dressed in blue,
Winter in frosty dress;
Wet and rainy too,
Weather fury duress.
All dressed in new,
Spring comes in seedlings young;
First colors impromptu,
Where cold once sprung.
Summer dancing dream,
Blooms fragrance and hue;
A thought flowing its deem,
For what a heart finds true.
All dressed in brown leaves,
A breeze comes to blow;
The moments go in eves,
And the rivers overflow.
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I would like to translate this poem
from illuminating night wow nice work