Weeping willows gracefully sway,

Spring's breath renews the verdant play.

Blooms adorn the river shore with vibrant hues,  

Birdsong weaves through the tree branches.

An awning boat passes under quaint bridges,

Amid fine drizzle and misty fog, akin to fairy's dreams.

On the boat, a charming boat lady rows,

She sings a cappella with a melody that glows.