I want to hold your left hand, enjoy your tenderness, soothe your restlessness, fill your heart with love - and fall in love with you calmly.
Put your left hand close to your heart - when you think of me, do you find that it beats at the same frequency as mine?
If you lose my thoughts and my heart, don't look for it. You just need to stand there and wait, and in the next year, they will float back to the place where you lost them along with the ocean currents. Just this time, don't lose it again, okay?
Even though this season is over, we still have many seasons left.
The withered yellow leaves drive away the heat, and soon there will be a patch of green that will last forever...
I hope we can always join hands to lament the withered yellow and smile at the green...