The midsummer wind carried the fragrance of gardenia flowers. They walked through the former campus and recreated the scene of their first meeting under the sycamore tree. When the moonlight fell gently, he lowered his head and kissed her, with the heat of the summer sun and the length of the moonlight. Those missed times, those forbearing concerns, all turned into the warmth of each other's palms in this hot summer. It turns out that the most touching love is when the passion of blazing summer meets the tenderness of the moonlight. It is when we can still hold onto the light that belongs to each other after going around and around.
Intention: I need you, only you