I feel the smile of season.
But still my mind is the winter.
The wind of deep lonely blow my edge heart,
I wait the love of spring
As fantasy bloom dreams and stream sound crying to reach my ears.
As feel an irresistible yearning for[after]
The plains blooms heat haze(wave).
My soul fly it and my body is dancing according to the trembling of season.
The spring excites my spirit of romantic adventure and
I be in the raptures of happiness.
The festival of colors of All sorts and kinds that is
fantastic and ideal beauty (ultimate beauty).
I want be blind to love so
seek for my lover at the this season.
As the aza·lea be imbued with red color and
also I become azalea because love.
The love of Spring
by Hongil Kim