Those laughter reminded me of my flowers, which were blooming quietly for me in every corner of my life. I once thought I would stay by his side forever, but now we have left in the vast sea of people. Are they all old? Where are they? In this way, we go to the end of the world. La... I miss him, la... Is he still driving? La... Go, let's just go to the ends of the world.
Some stories haven't been told yet, so forget it. Some things have become difficult to distinguish between true and false over the years. Now here are overgrown grasses and no flowers. Fortunately, we once had your spring and autumn, winter and summer.
Conception: