Dogrose

& nbsp; without demand blooms like a rose
 & nbsp;With thorns-thorns for the burning frost!
 & nbsp;Grow and raise up the future greenery
   He is never lazy!
 
 & nbsp;grow again and wide and obliquely,
 & nbsp;Grow, bloom and there and here!
 & nbsp;in the fence of the old fence for his headdress,
 & nbsp;leaving no choice. he takes everything into his own hands,
 & nbsp;Aspires up to the white clouds!
  
   and the new spring changes its former appearance.
 & nbsp;And for its curved branches,
 & nbsp;Waiting for the Nightingale to fly again!
   and about love will sing boldly and skillfully!


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