When the flowers bloomed that year -
A riot of colors brings spring -
A colorless flower I love most -
Hold gently in my arms -
Flowers are blooming again this year -
The wind and rain are blowing, and the flowers are blooming -
Dust is falling through the window -
The colorless flower is no more -
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I remember that year in the storm -
Lonely, cold and silent
I don't know how hard it is to beat the wind and rain -
Still colorless and hard to guess -
Before the sky clears, the flowers are gone -
... -
Colorless flower -
Flowers bloom my favorite -
colorless flower -
Whose bosom will the flowers fall -
The flower season was windy and rainy that year -
Now the storm is still going on -
... -
Looking back -
The colorless flower is no more -
The colorless flower is no more -
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