The east wind is coming again, and thousands of red cherry blossoms are gradually waking up
The soft rain lingers on the eaves
When the rain comes, you will know that spring has arrived
[If you like it, just give it to you]
The jade beads as red as blood rested coolly on the palms of my hands
She gently hung it on a branch of a cluster of blooming flowers,
Standing in the rain, her eyes are particularly gentle, holding the autumn water in her mouth, sending her last gaze affectionately
The snow-white skirt turned half a circle, brushing against the pink petals in the grass, and walked forward firmly and solemnly.
I won't look back