The yellow chrysanthemum is forever ageless. You are a fairy in the color and fragrance of heaven...
Under the cold gray sky of winter
The whole field was lit up with sunlight.
Walk on flowers or walk on waves
Step by step, month by month, keeping pace with the flowers.
Soft, elegant slender fingers
Fragrance purifies both body and soul
Follow the tree all the way to green
Now collect the colors and scents.
Many colors bloom to welcome spring
The summer sky is ablaze with torches
You and the tree are as silent as grass
Whoever says anything knows his place.
It's winter outside.
The fields are bright in their own separate world.
Yellow chrysanthemums are forever ageless
You are a fairy in the color and fragrance of heaven.