"The elf of water, humble beauty. Falling in love with the golden color of Apollo. Such a charming god, the elf dances in a charming dance under the warm caress of the sun, attracting the wind, but there is no gentle smile of the sun god. Of course, the secret love with disparity in status at the beginning , it is destined to be a tragedy that cannot be achieved. Why is the wind so strong in watching the increasingly haggard eyes of the heart that has endured the torture of thousands of years? The wind is a god. There was only pity, so why did the god of wind give the elf hope, and she turned her hope into a flower, and followed the figure of the sun god with her eyes when the sun was shining brightest every year. Finally, the wind told the sun god about her secret love. I sighed at her persistence, but never gave her love. So I gave her the color of the sun god. The unforgettable love is just a golden sunflower, smiling in the wind, looking at the sun forever. Sunflower - the language of unrequited love.
?? How could I forget the passage written in Encore's diary? But, encore, before I had time to tell you that I like you too, before I had time to hug you, before I had time to let you kiss my lips, you turned into a sunflower, flew away, and never came back.
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