It's another dream season.
On those young people who are slightly dripping with light rain.
We all remember those long-lost smiles.
Those blooming sycamore flowers
In those blooming seasons,
We are all addicted to the past and the present.
Or cling to the future or cling to the future.
The peach blossoms are blooming again.
A little lonely,
A little depressed
Is peach blossom depressed?
Is it just peach blossoms that are depressed?
Do you know whether flowers are appreciated?
I remember peach blossoms.
It did follow the path we took,
It seems that it's not just peach blossoms.
And the most beautiful wild flowers and orchids.
Those flowers that belong to March
Maybe only peach blossoms!
Maybe there are no flowers at all.
Or the lonely flower doesn't even understand why it blooms?
Why is it open?
Why are you so persistent when driving?
Passing by, or withered.
Flowers bloom and fall, meet you.
Maybe it must be, maybe it just happened by accident.
Probably just passing by.
Peach blossoms continue to bloom in those blooming places.
Open peach blossoms continue those persistent.
Why is it open?
Why are you so persistent when you make it public?