Wanting a courtyard, to grow old slowly together with you

If I had a small courtyard

I would sweep the courtyard clean and tidy

Just as bright as the sky above the courtyard

Winter snow, spring flowers

The water of the pond in the courtyard

Flowers quietly blooming, giving off fragrance together

We would just stand on the ground of the courtyard laughing together.

When we were young we endured too much desolation

I hope that by then we will all have wings, those wings called freedom

Even if today is gloomy

I hope we will all not keep pressing on

Until we can all have a small courtyard in our hearts and grow old slowly together with you

In this small courtyard there is earth full of fresh flowers and a azure sky

The pond water is flowing

We are looking forward

At the very end, it is still wishing that everyone can realize what they wish for in their hearts,

To live the small courtyard life of birds announcing spring, cicadas singing in summer, fallen leaves in autumn, and blowing snow in winter.

See you next time without fail.