Author Wei Zhuang A spring outing, apricot petals blown all over his head, who is that young man in the street? So handsome, I want to marry him for all my life and even if he leaves me I won't feel ashamed. Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Reviews Post review No reviews yet. Log in or register to post comments