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点击复制In dreams she walks where peach trees grow
Where spring is warm and time is slow
She hums to buds that bloom too soon
And paints the air with silent tune
I meet her there when nights are kind
Where sleep unknots the ties that bind
She doesnt age she doesnt cry
She plants her love beneath the sky
The petals fall like whispered grace
And touch me here in waking place
Though I forget the dream by noon
Her scent remains like stilled monsoon
So when the spring returns to me
Ill know its her behind the tree
She sows the blossoms in my sleep
So I may bloom when I must weep