Pay Attention To Perhaps

he said to her:
 “Pay attention to perhaps”
 But “probably” it was not days
 Some interesting
 They come and go in our words
 The draft of the Qin
 Her name quite a flower “Do not forget”
 Small, blue, and slim leaves.
 It comes to the fields
 Among Ashibat: Long live wither and die
 It is, “perhaps” every year,
 Come to say only:
 “Do not forget me!”