January drizzle

January sitting by the window
Watch the light drizzle fly
Thin as a girl
Gentle, shy, innocent

Nostalgic memories of white shirt days
Open your arms to catch the spring rain
My heart is so strangely peaceful
Rain awakens green buds

Remember the hasty handshake
Under the innocent drizzle
The rapeseed flowers are in full bloom.
But the rain dissolves into nothingness...

Many rainy seasons have passed
The rapeseed flowers are still fragrant.
When will the old days come back?
The yellow color is deep in us.