Pear Flower and Open Modern Poetry

Spring hasn't come home yet.

The branches are full of pear blossoms.

As beautiful as last year's pear flower.

Oh no, it's much more beautiful.

Beautiful scenery under the tree

Where is it now?

I think her smile

More delicate than pear flowers.

When she smiles,

Pears full of trees responded happily.

Warm spring breeze

Where to blow, my heart is cold.

I didn't cry.

Tears are just symbolic drops.

Because of the departure of winter

also

Although winter has passed.

But it's still winter

If it weren't for the beautiful pear blossoms last year.

It happened that we had a cold winter.

I wouldn't be so sad.

Now the pear blossoms are in bloom again.

I don't know when our spring will come.

I want to see your pear-shaped smile, too

Pear blossoms are blooming again.

Do you remember

The past when we were under the tree together?

When the pear blossoms are in full bloom

You look at the pear flower and say, it's beautiful.

I look at you and say, it's beautiful.

Too bad it's over.

The beauty is the past.

I'm thinking about you now.