During late spring,

Cherry blossom flowers fall from the tree,

Falling onto the gentle green grass.

 

It covers the floor with pink flowers,

Wind flies past, whooshing and swooshing the flowers,

Like a fan blowing away everything in its path.

 

It’s a firework, exploding pink flakes everywhere.

The flowers spread everywhere,

The cherry blossoms crawl in the air.

 

The peaceful pink flowers please everyone,

It makes everyone cheerful like a young boy getting a toy,

It proves anyone can be happy with nature.