Blowing in the wind
Running water waits for silence
Rings and ripples collide layer by layer.
My heart is playing music.
The breeze caressed your clothes.
You smiled at me like an epiphyllum.
If a string penetrates my heart
The ring in the void
That's the music you play with a smile.
Sunlight is like nature.
In this touching spring
Robert Schumann
Smile in shame
I want to write the most beautiful poem for you.
Like falling flowers chasing running water
Like a willow with a breeze.
It seems that time is so lingering.
Just like life is so bright.
There is no need to carve beauty.
Please accept this poem.
Just because your smile touched my heart.