M-onday morning March sixth
I-s filled with warm light;
L-onely evening fades away.
C-rimson sets things
A-right.
N-ew dawn has broken,
A-iming to ease your mind;
V-ile weather and fret
A-re both left behind.
R-oom of the school is cozy,
R-esearch and study are better;
O-nce the pupils possess knowledge, it causes joy to the teacher.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem