A Light Breeze

The clouds get close,

And a light breeze blows.

The birds dance,

And the trees sway.

Sobbing under it sat a person in dismay.

A light breeze blows,

Tickles his ears

And vanishes away,

Taking along all his dismay.

A light breeze blows,

It sees an elated person.

It tickles his neck

And takes all his joy away.

A light breeze blows

Will it bring joy or dismay?

I hope it does not lead me astray.

May it be a breeze of misery,

Or one of victory.

It never lasts forever.

A light breeze blows 

It takes the leaves with it

And leave the poor tree naked.

On the withered tree, new leaves grow

Radiance starts to show.

The days of melancholy are over.

Hope you are lucky enough

To find a four-leaf clover.