The wind accompanies the flowers withering and blooming again. The rain comes and goes with the swallows. Flowers fall intentionally, flowing water is ruthless, and time flies by, taking away his (her) or their (their) enthusiasm for life. They wither, just for the flowers to bloom again. Can the lost time come back, and can the missed each other come back? If I love you for ten thousand years, and I can get you to love me a little bit, then it's a deal - Qian Qi Fengxia. If this is the happiness you want, then I will quit - Echizen Ryoma (Lanxiu Leglis Eric)