#Original poem#"Like a dream. Early summer nights. Lilac "sent spring back last night, and there was no trace of red on the branches. See also cloves open, with a few wisps of fragrant fragrance in the wind. Seeking, seeking. Who sees the east wind getting old? 2
author:Optimistic guitar
#Original Poetry#
"Like a dream. Early summer nights. Lilac
Last night I sent Spring back, and there was no trace of red on the branches. See also cloves open, with a few wisps of fragrant fragrance in the wind.
Seeking, seeking. Who sees the east wind getting old?