Sping Morning 春晓

春晓（孟浩然） 春眠不觉晓，处处闻啼鸟。 夜来风雨声，花落知多少。

Spring Morning

Meng Haoran(Tang)

Into my slumber in spring steal beams of morning light,

And now to my ears come the voices of birds all around.

Yet I heard the sounds of winds and rains in the night,

I wonder how many flowers are fallen down to the ground.