Small peach tree in the corner of the wall
The footsteps of spring are near
Poplar standing outside the wall
Lifted those Nestlés into the clouds
Convey a code word to the sky about encounters
The crooked old willow tree was not lonely either
Let the wind rub the tender branches into slender threads
Bring the warm Sunshine of March to April
No one notices, maybe they don't like it
Look downstairs at the deep black cement wall
Just in the corner, a small tree came alive
Those lost days, it has been surrounded by ice and snow
It's small, so skinny
There are no buds hanging from the branches yet
Naturally, there are no flowers blooming
However, it sprouted
Although it is so unremarkable
Seeing it, I finally remembered
It was the peach pit I threw away the previous fall
On these closed days
It came to the courtyard with spring
Came to me
It grew in my heart
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