Author: Eiko Zizhu
I buried acacia in the soil.
I irrigated the whole spring with tears.
It will grow into a acacia tree in summer.
A tree of flowers is waiting for you.
In autumn, flowers leave the branches one after another.
My thoughts have grown into a red acacia bean.
Standing at the top of the tree, staring at the path outside the village.
From morning till night, from sunrise to sunset
I forgot all my vows.
I only remember that you said you would definitely come back.
Just for your words.
I began to wait endlessly.
But you finally broke your word.
I will wait until the second year of flowering and the third year of flowering.
In the fourth year, the fruit grew again, and in the fifth year, the flowering period passed.
I still haven't heard from you.
Dear people.
How can you keep me waiting so long?
Have you forgotten my kindness to you?
But until today, I am not confused, but I still believe that you will come back.
Spring, summer, autumn, morning and night, the second year, the third year, the fourth year, the fifth year, and today, even the flowers bloom, fall, bloom, result and confusion are all about time. )