Spring has come,
Creeping through the blockade of ice and snow,
Still a little haggard,
Remaining a little frigid.

Spring has come,
Creeping gently with small steps,
Yet bringing hope for new life,  
Bringing all things back to life.

Spring has come,
No matter whether it is cloudy and drizzly for days,
Or whether it is sunny;
Near and far there is thrilling laughter---alive.