"My dream, pansies bloom and watch"
For whom the beautiful pansies bloom.
Whispering the subtle thoughts in a low voice
I accidentally turned around and found that
It turns out that my longing has already blossomed into a garden full of pansies.
Swaying gently in the beautiful night wind...
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