Airport, gray memories, indescribable reluctance. . . Srooy I miss you!
The cold of winter pierces the heart. I don't understand your heart. My heart is still lingering. Your hand is painfully held by me. My tears linger in your heart. . .
A poor boy and a rich girl, although they are not from the same family, they are deeply in love. . .
Such feelings are still separated by reality
Where will they go? . .