Qing Hua Ci

In the south, the dogwood blooms, the blue flowers sway in the breeze,
The peonies in the garden remind me of your grace.
Calmly, I admire the fragrance drifting through the window, it’s so clear to me.
Choosing to walk on this path, I’m lost in your embrace.

The hues of blue are like a woman’s touch, hidden in the shadows,
And your smile, bright and warm, feels like a gentle hug.
Every step you take is like a dance,
Leading me to places I can’t reach.

The sky is clear, and I’m waiting for you,
The soft whispers of the breeze carry my thoughts a thousand miles.
On the ground, the flowers bloom, swaying in the gentle tide,
It’s as if I’m destined to meet you, my heart racing.

The sky is clear, and I’m waiting for you,
The moonlight breaks through the clouds, revealing the end of the night.
Like a legend, the blue flower blooms, a beauty all its own,
Your eyes sparkle with joy,
The white and blue flowers dance in the breeze, enchanting the world.
The lingering scent of the flowers is a reminder of you,
You hide the secrets of a thousand years,
As if you’re a rare flower, blooming in the wild.

Outside, the heat wraps around me like a warm embrace,
And I pass through the southern town, where the warmth has found you.
In the midst of the mountains and rivers,
You emerge from the shadows, a deep blue calling.