Spring Love Modern Poetry

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In the first drop of joy of melting snowflakes

I had a beautiful and elegant appointment with spring

With my own sincere eyes

Like a child, I was active in the exit of spring

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I looked around like a monkey for news of spring. strong>

I looked around like a monkey

looking for news of spring

and like a capricious little princess who had lost her way for a long time

carrying her skirt

biting her lip

with her hair in long strands

running along the way in search of spring's footprints

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These are the first time I've seen a picture of a woman's face in a room with a camera.

Outside the painting, I tiptoed into the spring in the name of the Flower Fairy

smelling the shy fragrance of the spring

constantly getting a string of surprises

so that I was touched by it

slowly losing myself

and y intoxicated by

the warmth of the ducks playing in the spring light

the warmth of the water.

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Spring flowers bloom on their own

With the blue sky and white clouds as a tent

With flowers and trees as a curtain

With green grass as a bed

Inside the tent, I embraced the spring with my arms wide open

With the long strands of hair, I wrote my love for the flowers, one by one, on the cheeks of spring

I wrote the love for the flowers with one stroke.

I write my love for flowers

Spring points to my forehead and flirts with me

You're a little bride

Like the happy Dale

Awwww