Remember that river?
Remember that river?
She is good at turning.
Cover your eyes with small leaves.
Then, without saying a word.
We walked for a long time.
Don't ask where she comes from.
Finally, I found out
There is a lovely little lamp.
Take a quiet bath in the river.
Now, there are no flowers by the river.
There is only one way.
It is as white as a snowball.
I pulled it out. A cotton thread
Black bark tree
Through the magic of winter
Fixed in the snow
Across the water, they didn't forget.
Blame each other.
The water is still flowing.
When no one is around.
Sing songs you don't understand.
She comes from a warm place.
So I'm not afraid of catching a cold
She breathed softly.
Just like frosted glass.
She wants to draw on it.
I can't draw.
I only write in the snow.
Write down everything you want to know.
Hurry up, before it's too late.
Letters will melt.
Only sensible flowers will steal it.
To the terrible bumblebee.
Then, the honey is gone.
There is only one small lamp left.