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Japanese poetry describing the night

I love flowers too. I have never touched a branch to fold cherry blossoms. I cherish flowers and fear the moon will break. Spring is no longer what it used to be. This body has not changed, but it is still in the past, and the world is sighing in vain.

There is no time to enjoy the spring, but the flowers are already disabled.