Violet's poem, self-created

You said you liked violets best.

A petal, a wound.

Romantic when flowers bloom.

Flowers bloom and fall, and it's bleak everywhere.

Memories are a sad night.

Want to forget, never look back

Trying to hide it until dawn

Look at the tearful violets.

violet

Two petals

Wandering in the wind like you

violet

So far away

Pursuing all the way but losing my way.

violet

A kind of injury

Not lonely, but lonely.

violet

So fragrant

Not you and me, in my heart

violet

On the day when violets bloom,

My heart is rippling unconsciously.

Like a sleepless night under the stars,

Endure low.

There will be a period of sadness from time to time.

Wake me up from my dream,

I felt a strange smell in the south wind.

This confused warmth,

Makes my heart ache.

I think it's like longing for the smell of summer,

Seek a happy ending.

I didn't know it was so close to me,

This perfect warmth,

By my side, it blooms in my heart.