When she was full of remorse, the red dragonfly said to him: Little girl, you don't have to be sad. There is nothing wrong with your love for beauty and red dragonfly. When it is mature, I will become a dragonfly tree for you to pick and catch-
Girl, don't be sad, don't be sad, and don't think of exchanging your tears for my sky. There is nothing wrong with your love for beauty and red dragonfly. The wings of red dragonfly are thin, crisp and transparent. When you grow up, I will grow a dragonfly tree for you, and those red dragonflies can be picked and captured by you. -for many years, only these scattered sentences are in my memory, so I can throw bricks.
... I don't know if it is the ideal answer for the landlord. . .