The Edge of Spring

I

I planted my sweet heart

into a plant

A red peach that burns so early

I want such a soft beauty

Gradually spread and spread out

Gradually into my life's richness and beauty

And my splendid flowering for a season

But because of your unintentional neglect, I have lost my color

And my fragrant love for a spring

But it didn't bring you a moment to stand and gaze

A new sorrow can only follow the wind

At the edge of spring

I let the fragrant soul of the red flowers drift away

into my love's elegy

Two

In the wind of late spring

The temperature of the season is already there

And my tender feelings like ice

Like the pear pistil that is pure as snow

Can't enter the summer

The natural enemy of life

Has melted me

Falling into a miserable fragrant dust

In the solitude between the water and clouds

I'm waiting with infatuation and persistence

Waiting for

For the next season of flowering

With the most beautiful face

To meet you