Carefree sunshine scatters flowers and grass.
She is still full of youthful charm.
Butterfly wings lull the season, their color staining cheeks.
A touch of youthful blush, shy in her twenties…
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Do yellow flowers fade in the sunlight?
The scent of the past lingers on the hem of my dress.
This spring, I hide my emotions within.
Leave the twilight on the weeds, waiting.
I've passed the sunny season and I'm no longer young.
The sun burns my lips, I'm afraid the sunlight will blur them.
Let the evening breeze carry a little bit of color.
I look for wildflowers to dye people.
The season of passing through streams, the sun's rays shining through the crevices.
Who captured the sunset on the wildflowers?
Suddenly, the sunlight turned golden on both sides.
I drank half of that old, thin cup to the last drop.
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