Desolate empty city, reincarnation of time,
Occasional encounters, unforgettable warmth and concern.
When the end has become the beginning, the appointment has become meaningless empty shell.
A thousand desolate looks back
What resulted was just a fleeting passing. . .
The last time we shed tears and hugged each other affectionately.
Then, leave.
We will never meet again. . . .
Everything will eventually become a passing time,
Do you still remember?
When the cherry blossoms are flying
I hold you quietly. .
Feel the warmth you bring to me with tenderness. .
A person is never alone. . Thinking of someone is heartbreaking. .
You are my whole faith in life
We meet again. .
Thousands of words can be replaced by a smile?
Maybe this way we will have a whole summer of memories. .
Someone said. . Love cannot be touched by words. . .
However, I was once very ignorant. .
This feeling of being entangled
It is like a certain scent lurking in the street
Inadvertently it brings back the laughter and tears of the past
The heartache is so heartbreaking that I can’t suppress it
It turns out I love you so much. . .