Red Rose

Dear red rose, you finally blooms 

In the middle of meadow you've been hiding 

Oh my, I adore you for yours

Dear red rose, those weeds are jealous

Neither bees nor butterflies  ignore you

You bring warm and gentle memories

 Dear red rose, you color the farm's day

Those petals, those beauties beatify the

The dews play, drip by drip

Fall is still far away 

You can reach your day by tomorrow 

Before the florists pick you, oh seize your day

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