Winter has just started,
The chill wind blows everywhere,
And we enjoy the fire at home,
The fog almost cries in this season
Covering the whole atmosphere
With its light layer
The songs of happiness,
Playing in melodious tune,
And the peace knocks at the door
With the wonderful love
Wet leaves of winter,
Are still now
And the wind blowing hard
To make everyone feel more Cold.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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