"I wait for that chrysanthemum to cultivate into essence"
Text/Ardor
I didn't have a window sill with flowers
There is only a simple window
Frame the reverie
Sketch out a window of beautiful anticipation
You come and I accompany you
You don't come to me and wait for you
Come or not, I brew a bowl of light incense
Wait for the thoughts to thicken little by little
Light cyan smoke and rain
Like a timid hand stirring the spring breeze
Wait for a few thunderstorms to ring overhead
Poke your sultry heart hard
I waited for the chrysanthemum under the window to cultivate into a refinement
Go to the window and call softly
She should have had a helpless past life and
The unfinished love of this life
About author:Pen name Ardor, a native of Jilin Province. He has published many poems and novels in "Young Writers", "Literary Appreciation", "Liaoning Literature", "Hua Chinese Studies", "Qilu Literature", "Nine Heavenly Literature", "Shenzhou Poetry Newspaper", "Poetry Starlight", "Northern Poetry", "Poetry Road" and so on. Poetry: Poetry calms our souls and elevates us from commoners to emperors.
Postscript: When you read this little poem, it is a kind of fate. If this little poem brings you warmth, it will make you feel a little moved. 别忘了给作者加个关注，点个赞，收藏一份友情，谢谢！
