Chapter 61 a bunch of crazy words

Like this lilac tree, a few branches of apricot, Believe that there is a string of words in my heart, Around many leaves, green stillness, Wind and dew day and night, I only hope that May will come to bloom! If you are in May, eight hundred miles blow away for me The blue sky is full of rosy clouds, it looks like spring is coming, Forget shyness, I must turn my face, Say a bunch of crazy words in front of you!