Waiting for the other shore, the flowers bloom on the road
Parting is always painful
Meeting is fate, parting is separated
The love of a year One year of love
Will it change after parting?
The flowers have fallen
You said
The flowers will fade and the flowers will bloom for a lifetime
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The long night has turned into smoke
It can’t be recovered
We parted and met each other according to fate
We move forward bravely for our dreams
For love we hide each other in our hearts
Hide in our hearts
I will always remember the first time we met today last year
That feeling is indescribable
p>The joy of the past seems to have faded into smoke
Leave the pure promise
Wait until the flowers bloom
We will meet again
Meet under the peach blossom tree
Meet by the lake
Remember not to forget
Our promise
Waiting for the flowers Bloom
We will meet again when the flowers bloom
***Report the pain of parting in my heart at this time
Will the peach blossoms remain the same at that time
Perhaps our minds are gradually maturing
Perhaps our immaturity has been eroded by time
Perhaps
But our firm friendship will never change
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Because that was the pure vow made at that time
I vowed to be friends forever
Don’t forget, don’t change
That’s forever
Flowers fall, goodbye, flowers bloom again
Because no flower blooms undefeated, we must say goodbye
Because flowers fade and bloom, we will meet again
Fate is fate in the dark
It is fate
In the heart
We wait for the flowers to bloom
Acrostic poem
The moonlight shines brightly in the quiet night,
The orchid beauty is as pretty as she is.
The flowers have fallen and the branches are broken, and they are heavy with exposed flowers.
Who can make it look lonely when it blooms lonely?
Flowers growing in still water bear the shadow of the moon
Waiting for the wind to blow the moon into the heart of the waves
The fragrance of flowers makes the night dizzy and there is no need to talk
Someone listens to the blooming clothes
Thinking about the full moon in the quiet night,
Waiting for the bamboos and green mountains to rise one after another.
The core of the Flower Sutra is curled up again,
Open your eyes, spread your eyebrows and widen your borders.
The moon is shining in the quiet moment
The love in the boudoir is already blooming
The flower buds have not yet bloomed and are still showing dew
When they bloom, the fragrance is rich
Butterflies fluttering along the quiet path,
Waiting to see the beautiful flowers blooming.
The fragrance of flowers overflows in the heart,
The sky is filled with the beautiful fragrance of flowers.
Looking up at the bright moon over the Yangtze River, suddenly foggy clouds rose from the north and south. Waiting for the spring flowers to bloom, the road will be smooth and can be traveled.
The flowers blooming on the road slowly return, the flowers blooming and leaving on the other side have passed away