A Dream of Blossoms



The gentle breeze brushes the willows, tears flow long,
Holding hands, looking at each other, the heart desires to hurt.
In the past, we shared laughter and dreams.
Today we part ways.

Flowers fall before the courtyard, spring has passed.
The moon wanes, and the night grows cooler at the horizon.
May your life be as you wish,
In the next life, we will continue our unfinished fate.
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