"Love"

Lonely peach blossoms, looking from afar, a trace of heartache.

The breeze blows, falls lightly, and pieces of affection hurt.

The sky is full of flying flowers, wandering, waves of affection.

Reminiscing about the past, a little tear.

The wind is miserable, the fog is vast, the rain is rolling, the snow is long,

Holding the hand of the son, wanting to get white.

The wind stopped, the fog cleared, the rain stopped, the snow melted,

The glitz is empty, and the obsession follows the wind.

-- Alluring blue rain

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