Spring is like a pink lady. Small poems are popular in spring.

Spring is like a pink lady.

1. huayang < 1 >

Arctic ~ ~ ~ じ ve ~

Yang Xu Piaopiao

Tired of feelings

It feels like winter.

I will miss you forever.

Flying flowers messed up April.

The breeze diluted loneliness.

From Koharu in April, a collection of poems by Arctic monarchs.

2. Huayang < 2 >

Arctic ~ ~ ~ じ ve ~

Heavy snow raged.

A broken and withered sunny day

Mandison

Disappearing spring

From Koharu in April, a collection of poems by Arctic monarchs.

3. Platanus acerifolia

Arctic ~ ~ ~ じ ve ~

cry out

Call from the heart

The makeup is weak.

Full of dreams

Silent and moist spring

Although it is ugly.

But it's true.

Fragrant secretly way

It also has a mild taste.

Wait quietly.

Maybe everything is gone with the wind.

Please don't forget.

My whole life is for the sake of

In full bloom in spring

From Koharu in April, a collection of poems by Arctic monarchs.

4. Yang Xu

Arctic ~ ~ ~ じ ve ~

Naked emotions are flying everywhere

Thick colors from a long time.

In the package

Against The Wall

The troubles of light-colored children

Leave the wind without complaint

Dance with the sun

You said you were like snow.

Dark emotions

Can't melt into sadness

I walk on the pure road.

whitney houston

From Koharu in April, a collection of poems by Arctic monarchs.

5.dandelion

Arctic ~ ~ ~ じ ve ~

I flew to the earth like a fool.

Imagine finding a bigger hug.

But I left my mother when I was a baby

Continue to wander strongly.

So there was the first miss in the world.

From Koharu in April, a collection of poems by Arctic monarchs.

6. Pink

Arctic ~ ~ ~ じ ve ~

March 1st

Yushuibian

Want to ride the spring breeze?

Pink as a fairy

Peach blossoms everywhere

Cover the sky and the sun.

Yinong Shi Li lane

Hong Ying Baiyun Jian

From Koharu in April, a collection of poems by Arctic monarchs.

7.peach blossom

Arctic ~ ~ ~ じ ve ~

The city is full of pink memories.

Accompanied by the warm wind flowing everywhere

Spring has been dressed up.

Fragrant dance steps

Indulge in the wings of flying butterflies

A faint pink memory

I can't tell the distance between spring and summer in Beijing.

In April, your temperature

In this city,

It already smells like midsummer.

From Koharu in April, a collection of poems by Arctic monarchs.