This tree, like cloves, Ji Zhi Shan Apricot, I believe in my heart keep a string of words Many around the leaves, green, quiet and Wind exposed day and night, only hope to open in May flower! If you are in May and August for me in a blowing Blue sky with splendor, it looks like come spring, Forget shy, I will certainly be turned, Said the string of madness in front of you all!