Write a poem about love with Lulu.

There are trees in the mountains and branches in the trees. I like you, I know.

I sincerely believe that spring can break people's minds.

A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.

Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of acacia, two places of leisure.

Walking through the flowers, I'm too lazy to look twice. Part of it is my Taoist culture, and part of it is you.

Know what I mean, pity you, you must ask for it!

When we meet, we disappear, and love is still ruthless.

The sky is not old, and the love is hard to break.

The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.

Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it.

Affectionate since ancient times, parting hurts the body, more comparable to the cold autumn festival!

This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only.

Even if it is full of emotions, who can enjoy it together?

Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.

There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.