City of Harvests

After the festival, the street corners are full of dead flowers.
Are there any flowers that have not been given to each other?
rivers and drunkenness belong to the past

The roads grow long and wide...
about a hundred years far away
where to find each other...

Flowers still bloom in the forest
like a date or like destiny
like a distant lady

Flowers still bloom in dreams Lac Long Quan sits missing the sea
the scent of flowers about a homeland
The distance between hearts is not measured by roads

The person is still there, happy and sad, rain or shine
landslides and deposits
distant city crops...

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