grow up
Do you remember?
The wisp of blue hair when I was a child
Playing with mud in the yard.
Do you remember?
The cheek slipped down.
Crystal tears.
On a midsummer night, Huo Ying flows.
We support each other.
His eyes sparkled with light.
be mutually dependent
Sleep under the red maple tree
With a gentle fairy tale
Maple red, maple autumn
Leaf hair
The yard is covered with golden flowers again.
The drifting sky can't stand the wind and rain.
How can there be a confused cloud defect when the bright moon is in the sky?
Another dusk,
Another midsummer,
Under the gloomy sky
Open a broken rain flower
Disappearing whistle
Took away the fairy tale of missing.
My childhood friends.
Life won't always be perfect,
Breaking is always accompanied by mental growth.
It was a perfect story.
There is no rotten epiphyllum.
Every rainy summer,
Every time I spend my hair,
I always remember,
Miss her deeply ~