Love poems for summer

There is someone returning to summer, searching for time that has gone by, remembering the rain-soaked cicadas, the memories, and the footsteps that faded away on the road.

Why are the white clouds so hesitant and wavering?
The old flame tree trunk is like a lovesick fool.
What else is hidden behind those days of absence?
For over twenty years, summer has remained a cherished memory.

Read the poem someone wrote in the schoolyard.
A day with drifting clouds and a sudden rain shower.
There are the bitter tears of first love.
Unable to speak, they remained silent.

The one who loved me when I wore a white shirt.
The wildflowers pierce the evening with memories.
then like a naive stone… covered in green moss
Untangling the capricious threads of fate that bind my dreams.

The old school, the saddest love poem.
Like your eyes, reminiscing about the day you followed someone else.
like someone's heart still echoes with the lingering sound of cicadas.
In the summer of yesteryear, I used to wait by the classroom door...

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