Winter's sun is dry but bright
Air feels cold but pleasant
A girl standing by the lake
LOOKing for fishes of spring
Nothing saw but the icy earth
Then sing the song
Still in vain, fishes are gone
The brown branches of willows danced
Wind not strong but her hat dropped
Little finger touched the ice, hard
Left foot tried on, bang
Water wet the red shoe
Happy, happy, fishes breathe again
Sky empty above heart full below
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Very sweet piece, it delighted my soul.