Spring arrives, and the leaves turn green
while the peonies redly bloom,
And the wedding bouquet urges the shy heart
to hurry to reveal like in brume.
Everywhere, it's heard the news of many
wedding which to seek for Arcady,
The flowers in the painting wish to come out
and be close to a happy lady.
(May,29th,2024, Kinsley Lee)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem