The sun resing in the east curtain
Flowers blooming, in the song of birds
To proceed, and proceed
A smile ahead don't get forward
The end of life lake.
The flowers of being complited
Trying to be as much blossom,
The sun's light by root
Pretty much decorations of flowers,
The meaning of the poem in the inside
Beautiful sun, always shine
Gave me a world to show you
The world gave me a poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem