You are the person I like,
See you put on a thin dress,
Only then did I know that summer had arrived.
Old dog's melancholy afternoon,
We went to an empty art gallery,
Appreciate ancient Indian secret paintings.
Couples embrace under the bodhi tree,
Like you and me,
Happiness and misfortune?
You are the person I like,
I think this love will last until death do us part,
Because like is different from love,
No need to take an oath.
In the July sunshine,
Let's walk out of the art gallery,
Go for a drink,
Pineapple lemon tea.