Begging to write poems about honeysuckle.

honeysuckle

The breeze blows,

The honeysuckle that has been with you for four years is still delicate and charming.

Elegant petals,

A faint fragrance,

Forever young Hua Teng.

Still climbing.

There are whispers of my youth here,

Bloom my teenage dream like a flower.

Ten years passed quickly,

Lonicera japonica is still smiling in the spring breeze,

But that unforgettable youth

Can only last forever in dreams.