Folding poem

You can fold flowers straight, don't wait until there are no flowers.

Today, the flowers haven't arrived yet.

It was last year, the season of parting.

The second place in Dongfeng is bloom.

When you have to make an appointment, you will start over.

I'm not afraid to fold flowers again,

I'm afraid people will leave next year.

When parting is like a hundred flowers blooming,

Who knows the east wind blows tears.