Love Flowers

Flows in the stream of memory.

Hundreds of thousands of love flowers.

In the clouds of the sky:

Dust-sand and smoke.

With a thousand stars,

You play hide and seek.

I'm surprised; Still thinking,

How to play the land A-game

Flows in the current of youth.

The body of a beautiful young woman, r

Sweet smile

Even if the flowers are not picked

There is no harm; No hesitation;

He will fall from the sky

Frost drops.

I look at the cornice of the mind

Color;

To the tune of heart beating:

Hundreds of thousands of love flowers floated

In the stream of memory.

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