On this coast, flowers are in full bloom, just like summer grass and lavender. The season of tears is beautiful. When I was a child, I remembered that I was already hurt. I withered as a flower. I don't remember the time of the moon brief and beautiful, but it is very poetic. Because I love you, I care about company. I really care about my fate. I looked back and smiled at each other, waiting for the most beautiful time.
I only wish you a sweet partner who will accompany you through the spring, summer, autumn and winter and hold you warmest. I wish you all the best, stick to the promise in your heart and always care about your youth. Holding hands like a poem, you will catch Mo Zi's unforgettable thoughts, and you will not be able to grasp the time. Paris, it will rain, snow and dance, and the city will not last long. I hope you will remember the past, cherish the fleeting time and see the Japanese cherry blossoms in Tokyo.