Rain, sneaking into the time when I met KINOMOTO SAKURA. I held up an umbrella alone and stood in the rain, as if I heard the appearance of spring. When a breeze mixed with rain and flowers passes by, the faint comfort will spread with the wind and be taken to a place not far away. Sometimes I can vaguely see one or two white dandelions dancing with cherry blossoms. How far will they fly? I want them to land on a hillside facing the sea, watch the tides rise and fall, watch the clouds roll and grow up slowly …
One hundred seconds after KINOMOTO SAKURA left the branch, I came here to look for the memory of KINOMOTO SAKURA's fall. Every petal has the fragrance of cherry blossoms, just like pink stationery, warm and intoxicated. ...
Where there will be a small bridge running water, washing away dust and floating cherry blossoms, how beautiful, take one for your sincere relatives.
Where there will be colorful clouds chasing, there will be less pink cherry blossoms, twist a petal and sprinkle it on your heart, and there will be a farewell song in the drizzle.
In April and a half, cherry blossoms dance on the shore, and the south wind swings into strings, telling the meditation. After a light rain, Xiao He turned over and the love of Sakura was ignited in that early spring. Walking in nature, from dusk to dusk, feelings are as long as streams.
Away from the noise of the world, away from lofty ideals, and friends in this pink as sand cherry blossom sea. If you look at the stars all over the sky, like the green hills next to the old moon, they are plain and light, but they are worth cherishing for a lifetime ... In the morning, the rain falls silently. In the early spring when cherry blossoms are flying, the sky is full of colorful flowers, and pink cherry blossoms pause the picture. The trees are lush and the wind is cold. Even if the kite runs aground in rainy days, how can gentle laughter not wrap the residual temperature?
Rain, sneaking into the time when I met KINOMOTO SAKURA. I held up an umbrella alone and stood in the rain, as if I heard the appearance of spring. When a breeze mixed with rain and flowers passes by, the faint comfort will spread with the wind and be taken to a place not far away. Sometimes I can vaguely see one or two white dandelions dancing with cherry blossoms. How far will they fly? I want them to land on a hillside facing the sea, watch the tides rise and fall, watch the clouds roll and grow up slowly …
One hundred seconds after KINOMOTO SAKURA left the branch, I came here to look for the memory of KINOMOTO SAKURA's fall. Every petal has the fragrance of cherry blossoms, just like pink stationery, warm and intoxicated. ...
Where there will be a small bridge running water, washing away dust and floating cherry blossoms, how beautiful, take one for your sincere relatives.
Where there will be colorful clouds chasing, there will be less pink cherry blossoms, twist a petal and sprinkle it on your heart, and there will be a farewell song in the drizzle.
In April and a half, cherry blossoms dance on the shore, and the south wind swings into strings, telling the meditation. After a light rain, Xiao He turned over and the love of Sakura was ignited in that early spring. Walking in nature, from dusk to dusk, feelings are as long as streams.
Away from the noise of the world, away from lofty ideals, and friends in this pink as sand cherry blossom sea. If you look at the stars in the sky, like the old moon and the green hills, they are dull, but they are worth cherishing and cherishing all your life. ...