A poem describing azaleas: azaleas are red in April and full of azaleas in May.
My youth is spent in my hands.
It's deep red.
April drizzle spreads its wings.
The azalea picked a feather.
It is indestructible pity under the sky in May.
Huakaiyi road
Flowers are red all the way, like holding youth in your hand.
I am walking on the road in May.
Looking back on April, the flowers are still blooming.
Poem 2 describes azaleas: When azaleas bloom, the mountains are covered with red azaleas.
Sacrifice and betray friends
I built an altar for you.
After a lot, I insist on being brave.
Even if it's just for courage.
There are red azaleas all over the mountain.
ante mortem
I
The world is not perfect.
Can't reach the free country
But I should stick to being brave.
Be sacrificed to
Used to be my enemy
The altar that was finally built for me
The poem about azaleas Part III: My azaleas are in the sun.
She is quietly opening her heart.
Bright and glittering with dew.
Petite body
Bring a faint fragrance to the room.
Facing the snow outside the window
Destined to one day
She will fly to the balcony.
But as my lover.
Open in my heart
Poem 4 describing azaleas: Azaleas, you call me on the mountain.
Look up?
Lots of azaleas.
Smile in the breeze
You call me from the mountainside.
Looking out?
Big azaleas.
Smile, lovely in the rain and dew
You called me at the foot of the mountain.
Answer?
Red azalea
Dancing in the arms of butterflies
push the window open
Bujianshantou
View only
Piaoying of azaleas.
Beyond dreams
No Piaoying.
have only
The memory of azaleas