The midsummer is not yet over, I love you, and it has never stopped since that summer. I was born in the midsummer, and I finally ended up in the midsummer.
They say I am sick, but I love you with a dirty heart. The bright moon is not worthy of you, because it has died long ago, so you are my dark night, you are the night that belongs to the four seasons, and I am just an inadequate ant in midsummer, so even ants must be loyal.
I am loyal to you, love is tainted, I bury love in the late summer night
Good night, brother
Intention: strong