I met you, in this wrong season, the spring flowers in my heart have already bloomed, but you can only pay attention to it from afar, I look forward to a spring rain, dripping with your tenderness, so that my dreams tonight are full of watery light, the twinkling stars, just trance in your eyes sprouting crystal When the peach blossoms withered, I withdrew my longing gaze, but my heart was already hazy. I didn’t wait for you, when the wind came to pull at my clothes, I helplessly went with the wind, even if I turned back one step at a time, but what was the use, the direction you came from was still so lonely and silent.
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