Author Ouyang Hehua

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I want the longevity flower to bloom again,

Dress Spring up again,

Looking at the tender green leaves,

It grows into a small tree every day;

In the past three years, I haven't seen much,

The original soft branch,

It has become a small tree.

It stands tall and graceful,

Very long, too,

The leaves on the branches are thick,

Like a small spoon,

Another flower grows on the short branch,

A flower similar to the fleshy flower,

It looks good too.

They embrace each other,

Promising one flower and leaf to another,

The mutual sustenance between flowers and leaves.

The leaves are small and big,

One by one is green and tender,

Stand up and stretch around;

How I wish they would bloom again.

Open it again,

I can take a good look at them,

Love the spring of longevity flowers again;

Including its color and fragrance.

And it is warm in the spring breeze,

How it blooms,

Whether there are any branches,

The faint sound of flowers blooming,

So,

I won't let it go,

It has every chance to bloom.