The moon shines with winter sky palely The electric wires are gliittering tautly Nature complains of sadness to Deities With the insistent beat of cold winds
Let's become irises together with me In the spring; The flower language is "Good fortune of people to believe"
(You may change the flower for rose, lilac, bellflower, lily and some others you like.)
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