My girlfriend is a person who enjoys life very much.
She is very good at creating a steady stream of surprises and fun within limited material conditions. She uses milk tea cups to plant a bunch of small flowers that I can't name on the balcony. They are quite beautiful, with pink, yellow and white flowers lined up in a row, full of life, just like her.
The lovesickness lingers in the Yuhu curtain, and the cold rain returns on the clothes anvil.
Her departure was more sudden than her arrival.
But I can't catch her any more than I can catch a rain.
Intention: People in the world are busy and everyone has their own hardships
