The Moon Is as Dim as the Moon and the Clear Dream Is as Bright as Flowers

When I was three years old, You flirted with my girl, and we had a fight. When I was seven years old, In order to cure my illness, you kicked me out of the house. When I was thirteen years old, You were at my bedside, treating me. When I was seventeen, you asked me: Do I love you or not? I laughed, why ask again.