Gardenias are blooming and the breeze blows through;
At the red rope tie, you and I are side by side.
He was afraid of losing it, so he painted beautiful scenes all over the world;
He was afraid of losing, so he waited for someone to return.
When we are young and farewell, the willows are still there;
We meet again without saying a word, waiting for good news.
Later, the pillow was warm for a long night, and the crook of the arm was used as a mat——
It turns out that I am pregnant with warmth and do not complain about separation.
Purpose: Don't give up on envisioning your future because of temporary difficulties
