Dear Guoguo, in the past time, you once asked me why dandelions can bear fruit without blooming.
I think I can answer you now, for dandelions, the flower is the fruit and the fruit is the flower.
Because it is so humble, no one will pay attention to its years of dedication.
When the flowers bloom, they disappear with the wind, and even staying where they are is a luxury.
When I watch your retreating back again and again, I can finally say to myself with a smile that my Guoguo has finally grown up in the temper of troubled times.
As I miss you over time, I can only caress your head and give you my father's blessing.
Knowing that it is wrong, knowing that it is a bitter fruit, but still can't help but taste the intoxicating bitterness.
Even to the last moment, I don't want to escape.
After so many years, it's hard to stay in love, but how can we be so affectionate?
It is difficult to collect water.
This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss.
Without flowers, there is no fruit; the flowers have not yet bloomed.
In troubled times, flowers are affectionate, and they look back to cherish each other.