Author: Wang Na
Reproduction of original works is prohibited
I forgot all the past, just to meet a flower.
Time, carrying dreams, stays in April when spring flowers are blooming. That journey of heart covered tenderness. Who understands the language of flowers, and who understands the lovesick life?
The favorite apricot tree is full of flowers, pink and pink.
The slanting sun and shadow branches linger, and the fragrant butterflies and bees come everywhere.
The amorous apricot blossoms are thousands of delicate, and the world is always happy.
Walking among the flowers, away from the hustle and bustle.
I put my mind on the matter, little by little. Leave a piece of text and sigh alone. The vigor of the years, the generosity of time, are not as good as your love, every minute and every second.
Unclear thoughts, messed up the demeanor. Shouting out the heart of unlove, leaving too much helplessness. Wander through the bright spring days and find your true self. What is engraved is the thoughts and love of you and me through time and space. Live up to the years and dazzle life. Day after day, year after year, companionship became a lifelong liability.
Dominated by infatuation, wandering in lovesickness. Back and forth, they nagged back and forth and said the same sentence "I love it!", and no one showed up in front of them to fulfill "I am".
A heart, fragmented, can no longer piece together a complete truth.
Perhaps, time tells me to wait, wait for the encounter in this life, and live up to the flowers!
"Spring Affair Good Order".
Flowers bloom all over the tree, and silk is eye-catching. It is also a good spring event, and all things are good. Looking for fragrance and apricot blossoms, as a heart.
The willow curtain is hanging down, and the bamboo is fragrant. Shame on the green water to make the lake, a thousand winds. Reading the fireworks in the world, where is the love?
20240413