The backpack is from you.
That year
You and I are both young.
I will never forget it.
Under the moon-
Looking back at you gently.
Never know.
A few years later—
The distance between you and me
Separated by cliffs
Back pack
Your beauty, my memory
On the road of time
Looking for traces of disappearance.
2. "Lost you"
Make fat with your heart
grow roses
Send you-
A windless afternoon
Rapid heartbeat
Blow your hair with your breath.
How could you?
I lost you on the way here.
Time limit for parting
How long has it been?
Five hundred years ago and five hundred years later.
No ... (no) again
Smell your unique fragrance.
Miss becomes frost, memory becomes ice.
Long years
I like-
Your old face
Step 3 "meet"
Say yes-
See you at the broken bridge
Along the way
It took ten years.
No more, no less
How many seasons have the red flowers been in bloom?
Deliver it at sunset.
Early morning-
Falling red becomes a memory.
The young lady was sent back intact.
Follow your footsteps
A kiss woven with heart
Fall on the stone bridge
Waiting for you to show up inadvertently
4. March
If, remember correctly.
You and I met
This is an affectionate parade.
The heartbeat lifts your hair.
Your beauty
Always naughty—
Tease your smile
Silence, drunkenness, silence.
You are red, so am I.
In silence-
Communicate for a century.
Peach blossoms fall,
This is a dream of my youth.
In the depths of dreams
With longing
Pick up your tenderness
Wake up-
In a city without bricks
5. Cafe
The next night, by accident,
Pass by again
Your favorite cafe
Wind chimes are laughing.
The boss said-
I haven't seen you for years.
Along quaint streets.
One meter, one meter.
Want to find the warmth of your palm.
Write down an article
Make a book with the year.
Yes, yours and mine.
This story-
Night time
Weave thoughts into tears
Sliding-
In every night's dream
Want to see you again, for the last time.