Bless to you
I always have ancerned for you deep in my heart.Do you,on the distant land,feel the same?
The red leaves on the trees are floating in the rusting autumn wind
before your coming back,which are in turn depicted into an everlasting
spring in my mind.
When the first flake of sniw floats to the earth,do you know it is
my ceystallike heart relating to you the beauty of winter days.
May every wish of mine,every joy of mine compose for you a fresh
musical note.Warn blessings to you,to you always.