A keresés eredménye

The sound of wind comes

In spring, there is a lifestyle of spring.
In summer, a summer wind blows.
In autumn, there is a harvest of autumn.
In winter, there is a hardness of winter.
 
When I was born, the birthplace may be different.
But I fell crying in this world.
 
The sky is sunny and it had a nice day, but
If this land was not wetted by rain,
It will not grow trees.
Like standing still in fragile.
 
In spring country, there is a warm.
In summer country, there is a flexibility.
In autumn country, there is a wealth.
In winter country, there is a wisdom.
 
We are far away from each other, but now
We have connecting ways in this world.
 
The sky is sunny and I feel a a light.
There is people whose rain suffer.
Even this vague small heart,
It will know
 
The sound of wind comes