I hope the landlord likes it. The title of the landlord will be decided by him! )
Catkin has been floating for March.
The east wind can't blow any more.
The beautiful scenery is vivid in my mind.
But it's over.
Everything has stopped.
No one will open this dream again.
That flocculant is still naive.
Believe that spring will never leave.
The wind will always chase and fly.
But the wind has gone.
Still stayed.
She doesn't want to catch up.
Just expecting the wind to come back.
The wind should not be too fast.
Flour is afraid that he will be tired.
The wind brought many gifts to the flour.
Insects in summer
Maple leaves in autumn
Snowflakes in winter
She doesn't care about this.
All she knows is
Just put all these things away.
The wind will come back.
Keep being her baby.
The flour is still waiting.
"Haha, it's just snowflakes."
Flour cocked its mouth happily in a dream,
Sweet and lovely. ......
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Landlord, do you like this poem If you don't succeed, I will give you hard work. Hey hey, I wish you happiness! ~! !