THE CHANGE IS INVISIBLE 变化无形 笑非

	The thunder of spring  should  become  the rainbow in summer. The wind  would  blow  autumn leaves  into winter. A dream in life persists  for a hundred years. The candle  would  be   burned out  to the end  of  suffer. 春雷一声化夏虹， 风将秋叶卷入冬。 人生百年一场梦， 烛炬燃尽终成空。