番红花
二月二，龙并未抬头
小溪还在梦呓
太阳与冰粒、寒风
尚未商定春天的日期
就在我俯身的瞬间
你含笑不语
惊喜地立在残雪之野
举起温暖的小手
The Crocuses
Today, March 4
The Dragon not yet rises his head
The rivulets remain sleep-talking
Sunlight, ice, and wind
Still bargaining on the date of spring
At the moment as I bend over
There you are, wearing a smile
And saying nothing
In the snowy field with a pleasant surprise
Raise your tiny and warm hands
