This poem is a totally fantastic work. From the early spring, before the snowflake winter falls away, it is fantastically drawing the season of life full of flowers in April.

April, the Life Festival Month

Forsythia, magnolia, azalea, and many other flower trees
won without fear the winds came out of the old winter's long nails,
shaking and drifting snow upon them with jealousy not to bloom their flowers.
But now they are rejoicing their Spring Life Festival
to expel the cruel enemy; the old winter.
'Pang, pang' the sounds of flowers bursting
like the salutes of guns for giving the Queen of Spring warm welcome
are heard unceasingly and noisily to the poet's ears
wherever are blooming all the flowers of fruit trees;
cherry, plum, peer, peach, apple, orange, and others.
As it is getting warmer day by day, wherever the sunshine comes down
on paths besides the cheering of grasses flowers;
mother's hearts, dandelions, sow-thistles, violets and others
are heard to the poet's ears like the drizzling sounds in the spring.
April is a great delightful festival month, every butterfly and bee dancing
anywhere numerous kind of flowers are blooming.
I become to glorify too up to the Heaven like the buglers of flowers,
dancing in spirit joyfully like the dancers in the world
filled with resurrective lives.