The blue sky
White clouds floating
The breeze is gentle
A rose tree blooms in the wind
Her branches sway with the wind
Her leaves are green and luscious
Her flowers glow in the sun
It's a beautiful sight to behold
Roses bloom in trees
Light pink, dark pink, fiery burgundy. Some are budding and shy and draped
Some slightly open their red lips and show their teeth
Some exhale their fragrance in full bloom and flare
Like a group of beautiful maidens
Dancing gracefully and elegantly
The beauty of the roses
Beautiful roses
Beautiful roses
The fragrance of your flowers fills the sky
It's soothing and relaxing
I'd like to look down and smell your scent
But you protect yourself with sharp thorns
Rose, lovely rose
You are colorful
You are beautiful and graceful
I'd like to water you with my sweat
I would like to raise you with my hands ......
Ah, the beautiful rose!
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