毎年、４月の中旬から5月初めにかけ、色合いが変化が大きい。
空の色、土の色、艶めく緑、咲く花。
冬の残骸がそこら中に積まれ、隠れ忘れしながら、雨の季節を待つ。
人も同時に、汗をかき、水分をとる。
花粉さえ飛ばなければ、晴れやかな気分なのに。
In the town I live in, the color of the landscape changes from mid April to the beginning of May.
Sky, soil, glossy green, blooming flowers.
Winter debris piled up in an open area.
We wait for the rainy season, hiding or forgetting something.
At the same time as the scenery, people sweat and take moisture.
If I don't suffer from pollen, I feel like it's sunny.