Lin?
I said you are the April day of this world?
Laughter lit up the surrounding wind; Light spirit?
Dancing and changing in the splendor of spring. ?
You are a cloud in the sky in early April.
The evening breeze is soft, where are the planetesimals?
Unintentionally flashing, drizzle sprinkled in front of the flowers.
That's lightness, that's grace, and you are, Xianyan?
You are wearing a crown of flowers. Who are you?
Naive and solemn, you are the full moon every night. ?
After the snow melts, the goose is yellow, and you are like; Fresh?
The first green bud, you are; Gentle and happy?
Water floats with white lotus in your dreams. ?
Are you a flower of a tree or a swallow?
Whispering between the beams, are you love or warmth?
It's hope, you are April day on earth!
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A flowering tree?
-Xi Murong
How to let you meet me
In my most beautiful moment
for this reason
I prayed in front of the Buddha for 500 years.
Pray for Buddha to let us have a dusty relationship.
Buddha made me a tree.
Follow the path you may take.
Under?the?sun
Carefully full of flowers.
Every flower carries my previous hopes.
When you get close,
Listen carefully
Trembling leaves
This is the passion I am waiting for.
When you walked under the tree, you didn't notice me.
On the ground behind you
My friend,
Not falling petals
But my withered heart.