I remember when I was young
You love to chat and I love to laugh.
Once we sat side by side under the peach tree
The wind is in the trees and the birds are chirping
I fell asleep somehow
How much do you know about flowers falling in dreams?
They are princes on the tennis court and teenagers in their prime.
Is there such a person who has a clear smile when he returns from a dream at midnight?
Maybe, maybe not.
Regardless, she has been lost forever.
They are probably scattered short stories, updated irregularly, the characters are out of shape, and the author is sick.