It's a pity to spend better similar poems next year.

If it's courtship, hehe, do you want to say yes? If you want to agree, it is implicit.

The flowers in the forest wither in spring, which is too hasty. Take care of them when they bloom. Don't wait for the cold rain to come before the wind comes.

Or if there are flowers, you can fold them straight. Don't wait until there are no flowers.

It can also be said that you are looking at the flowers on the tree today, not the flowers on the branches last year. Take care of them every season.

Refuse, no one can live for a thousand days without a hundred-day bonus, what is the demand!