Some little things about secret love,
Something meaningless.
I like to dream, I know this is wrong, I just want to miss you a little more, as if I possess you. I hate waking up. My brother and I are still strangers, we are still ordinary brother and sister.
I opened a hole in my heart, and I knew that no one could catch it. The love I was filled with for you leaked out onto the ground, melting into the soil, turning into the wind, and drifting wherever it went.
Purpose: Love the motherland and be positive