The Twenty-Year-Old Wind Did Not Blow

Song Yao&Cheng Hao My name is Song Yao, However, you can also call me Song Ji Cheng Hao, I love you "Cheng Hao, I can't finish writing this song. Please remember to help me." The morning light climbs up and kisses the petal pattern I said it's like a dream Butterfly peony blooms at ordinary dawn and dusk Half butterfly wings, half flower soul The wind blows and quietly hides the innocence of youth Later one day The clay pot is still there and the flowers have been replaced several times. The fragrance still lingers on the faded letter pad Like the traces of lingering warmth after you left A brief encounter is already full marks The wind gently blows the petals Dazzle the horizon with your shadow The flowers bloom and fall to dust The fragrance lingers and spreads over the old rings Song Yao, wake up, don't sleep, get up quickly. This is not fun. Song Yao, please, don't go, don't leave me, I'm afraid. Song Yao, please change your name in the next life to Song Ji, my sunny day. Good night, little classmate, I'll go down and stay with you. The twenty-year-old wind did not blow The first person is Song Yao, and after Song Yao's death, Cheng Hao is the main person. Intention: Cherish