R-ise of the sun begins,
E-arly twenty-first December;
B-ad events have vanished,
E-ven the vile weather.
C-hill Wednesday is over,
C-old raindrops disappear;
A-s the blue night is gone, here comes the cheer.
A-llow the haze to fade,
Z-est greets the glory;
U-nderneath the blue sky,
R-apture meets the
E-cstasy
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem