- Author Unknown
In Spring blooming are hundreds of fine flowers,
In Autumn the bright Moon is gleaming.
In Summer breezes blowing everywhere,
And in Winter white snow may be falling.
If on your mind there's not a single care,
Then for you this will be your finest hour.
春有百花秋有月
夏有涼風冬有雪
若無閒事掛心頭
就是人間好時節
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem