Past events
That was in the rain
i meet you
your long wet hair
It's become a past that I can't bear to look back on
The drizzle wets your long hair
Soaked in memories of my youth
I can't bear to look back, it's hard for me to forget
Maybe next time it rains
I meet you again
You got a hair tie for your cut long hair
my hasty memories
your long hair
my past
Now that we meet
Why be sad
That's just a paragraph
unbearable to look back on
past events
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