A beautiful poem describing jacaranda

The beautiful poems describing jacaranda are:

Seven methods-singing jacaranda, spring breeze and Chinese milk vetch, full of trees and flowers and light footsteps. Charming, gorgeous and not lingering. If there is no sad love, how can there be unforgettable memories? The vows of eternal love are shallow, and I love them very much. Half plum blossoms will go in spring, but it is the season when beech trees bloom. The blue sky is like washing, the long river is like practicing, and the trees are all purple. The green leaves are shy, the soft branches weave feelings, and the bells are charming. Picking a rainbow, the clouds are rolling and the clouds are comfortable, and the cutting is still chaotic, which makes people intoxicated. A stunner is a godsend. Stir up lovesickness and send feelings far away. There is no way to recover from the heavy mountains and rivers, and the sunset in Sang Yu is beautiful. In front of the Bell and Drum Tower, Mochou Lake is still mysterious. Ask when to get together, friends and family, until the east wind rises. At the end of the sea, I know that I think of you, and the purple bell hangs upside down and leans against the branches. The spring breeze of the lush years is like water and tenderness.