Modern Poetry | You and I Will Be Wonderful
Spring comes, the cold still remains
Patiently, snow falls on the dust
The earth is a piece of pure white
When will the ice-cold heart open its heart?
Waiting for the spring breeze to blow
Seeing a hundred flowers bloom
Swallows bring mud into their nests
Butterflies ascend the stage
Pursuing dreams never fail
No fear of obstacles ahead
Moving forward, victory is in sight
A brave warrior opens the road to light
Longing for time to pass quickly
Happiness and joy always remain
Life is a continuous struggle
You and I will be wonderful
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