Please write a poem about it.

Initiate/create by oneself

Small gardens bloom on sunny days,

Tender willows gently return to Shuang Yan.

It's too early to shine in water,

Brush the branches and look back at the powder fragrance.

I was confused, I was sad, I cried,

Eyebrows are black and butterflies fly.

Seeing the face of Peach Blossom Man,

Staring at Bo Chunzhuang for whom.

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Use horizontal rhyme, so the pronunciation may be a little worse, but it definitely conforms to the rhyme law.