The rice fields are swaying, the daughter

Picking up riverside songs

I turn into the April wind

Fly through the vast mountain mist

Light from winter dreams

April wind fragrant fields

The cotton tree flowers bloom through the leaf buds.

Which flower's pistil is fragrant with flying hair?

The wind opens its hand to caress April

The fairy tale green betel trellis

The soul of the curved bamboo tree in front of the gate is still waiting

The wind has passed through many strange lands

The distant bird remembers the nest and returns home

Enter the thin-walled door of mother's house

April simple brown shirt.

April wind