Colorful dances have returned to the Spring and Autumn Period.
The beauty looks back at the unpredictable enchanting.
You are at the water's edge.
Cicada, cicada, longing for love.
Unspeakable desolation.
I'm at a loss. I'm disappointed.
When will the messenger of love come to me?
You are silent and smile like a flower.
Not knowing your heart is my achilles heel.
The first word connecting each poem is "Xiao Liyan, do you know that I love you?" According to the original, I hope to adopt it.