How much I wished I could meet you
At the moment when I am the most beautiful
I beg the God for an aeon
To bestow us a chance to tie the knot
He allows me to appear every year at this moment
To await you on your way to your pleasant hut
You come by in an elated mood
I demonstrate before you as much as I could
You gently caress my tender rosebud
I waft you a breeze of fragrance as a gift
But you are not indulged in my mild manner
Swaggering off as you have never been here!
The weeping willows shed my tear
The rustling grass convey my anger
The falling stamens are the fragment of my heart
......
The dream of Spring seems to have gone forever
But what you never know is that
The God will leave her the very same story next year
......
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