Nature soul

The breeze is blowing
the sun far away in June

The sun runs
to the distant place to stray

Naughty clouds in black
keep out the eyes

Between heaven and earth
the screen general rain

I want to step out to a field
But my steps have to cease

There is no need for me
to go far away personally

The pearly heavenly waters
will converge into rivers

Flowing continuously forward
With carrying what I wish

I am really eager
to entrust my dream to them

they flow firmly to the front
With my wishes and blessings

Acompanying with laughing
and singing all the way