Original poem: "Waiting for you at the intersection of spring"

Wen/A Zi sister

tonight

I stomped on the cold of a winter

Carry the fragrance of a plum blossom

Carry a small frozen river

Waiting for you, at the intersection of spring

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For you, I open the window full of stars

Pluck off, the moon blooming night and night

My city is full of sunshine

The seeds of a hundred flowers are sprinkled all over ten acres of flower fields

Just wait for you to blow like a spring breeze

Then a fragrant line of poetry grew

If you come

The river will sing a meandering love song

Snow-colored clouds will fall

The grass will spread its tender green wings

The peach blossom will shyly hide in a river of blue waves

I will wait for you, at the junction leading to spring