Keep a window of time for spring warm

February, like a spring breeze, decorates the arrival of spring,

It cuts away the ice and snow blankets of cold winter;

And sheared the budding buds from the branches,

Cut out eyes full of bright green and Yanfei Liujiao drunk smoke.

I remember the little boy who ran for spring,

Has faded into the memory of the past.

Now I just want to wait for the spring breeze to open the window with the smell of tea,

Reach out to grab a Huai fragrance, find a few petals.

Is it because the curtain of youth leaves some regret,

Will the passion of finding spring and picking up incense be blown away in the wind?

Maybe it's because the years have grown accustomed to the seasons,

So soft spring breeze does not blow the lazy heart.

There is no need to scatter dust and smoke in pursuit of beauty,

Spring picking up incense is not necessarily obsessed with a spring flower.

For the rest of my life, as I grow old,

All I want is a safe cold and a safe heart.

Take advantage of leisure, recite a freehand spring poem,

Quiet feeling a wisp of spring sunshine bright and brilliant;

Or to see the twigs green and the buds in bloom,

Just one will pull me to the threshold of spring.

Still full of longing and anticipation for spring,

But once unruly mood already convergence.

Now, I only watch a window of silence,

Waiting for the arrival of spring, waiting for the bloom.