A poem written by a net friend?

Tears in the night, flowers. Looking at the moon, why are you sad?

Sword refers to the end of the world, and I am crazy about you all my life.

On the day when we met, I once saw your smile and fragrance, but it was just a dream for Conan.

When I suddenly look back, the sound of the flute has been exhausted, and the sound of the sword has been sharp. I only heard you three thousand times.

Drunk but crazy, tears break the arrow, swing the string and break the heart.