Wearing hairpin flowers, I hope you will come back and hug me.
Cover your face when you kiss xiu, but you can't see beauty.
If I don't see you again, my heart will get cold.
There is no need to shed tears when you are alone with the old people.
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You can't hear the flowers bloom and fall, and you can't see the moon rise and fall.
Come and go against the red wall.
These are all relatively sad poems. Pure self-editing, please clap if it is not good.