当春风撩起门帘,桃花露出娇美的羞红,约出梨花,杏花两姐妹连同我的梦想,一起飞翔在蓝天之上。这时油菜花捡拾起我们的欢歌,把我们的笑声珍藏在三月的鸟鸣里。当蝉声爬满天空,田野的清香,丰腴了丰收的目光。我把我们青涩的心事连同一万只千纸鹤,挂满村口的枝桠,等那双纤纤玉手,偷偷地把我们的悸动,珍藏在六月的荷香里。 When the spring curtain lifted the peach blossom beautiful charming blush, about the pear, apricot two sisters along with my dreams, flying together in the blue sky above. Then rape picked up our love song, the collection of our laughter in the March of the birds. When the cicadas climbed the sky, the fragrance of the fields filled the eyes of harvest. I put our senile thoughts together with ten thousand paper cranes, covered with branches of the village gate, and other slender hand, secretly put our throb in the lotus in June.