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Wait for you in March  
Season of the samsara
Have slipped to March in the chilly cold spell in spring
I can touch to
Your clever breath and scenery that work up
The peach blossom should be in bloom
The butterfly with different colors will come
I stand at the bank this midspring
Stroke the wind of March
Wait for you lonelily

Outside the window flutter snow flake in a mess
With the affectionate rain
I sit in front of the desk alone
Playing the zither
But find that does not want to play oneself
Have no you
The sound of musical instrument will be chanted out sentimentally

Wind of March
The nip in the air is farther and farther
If the wind has wings
Let her pass on my blessing
The blessing will carry my miss
I and your lovesickness
Such as the train going in opposite directions
Meet on the track of the trade wind
The snow flake has been melted knowingly
In the heart
Become warm
So excited as to become a drop of water

It will be dark
Are you at night still missing me
I turn on the light and shut again
Let the dream come into my bed
But not sleep for one night unexpectedly

The small grass of early morning becomes sparkling and crystal-clear and completely green
My dream is collected by the dewdrop on the blade of grass
The rainbow has come out
Day after the rain is paved with by the sunshine
The dewdrop floats in the sky with the gentle wind
My dream is free
Romance with No. one
In permeated with warm world fullying       
Seeking
You in March

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