It is an ecstasy season, unlike its brother and sisters.

Butterflies, sparrows, trees dancing merely, flowers blooming

It is all part of this wonderful season.

The sun shining bright in the early mist.

Swans fly past in this beautiful season.

In the evening when the evoking trees dancing,

Bunnies hopping with the melody

Of the great and powerful wind.

And all your hard works had pay off

When off you go to summer.

But spring is often too short a date.

When we all have to say “good bye”

To our teachers，

Spring is then almost over.

Till now you will still remember the

Adventures, knowledge, holiday, birthdays

And all those wonderful things.

And now you will miss spring, and summer begins.