Ancient and prosperous,
But I can't get rid of it. In midsummer,
Like a cup of tea,
Bitter lips,
But it purified my mind.
A few years later,
The summer flowers I remember,
Scattered around the world,
Still brilliant,
Just like the smile you branded on my heart,
I can't forget it.
A few years later,
Miss you, you are right in front of you,
Breathing is so easy,
Unfortunately,
It's so mysterious again,
I can't bear to think about it,
But you can't forget.
Year after year,
The memory of your skirt,
This is my color all summer.