(Tutor Skylark Bg) the Iris Bloomed Six Years Ago, Do You Remember

The breeze blew across my cheeks, and the broken hair touched my eyes. Turning around in the wind, looking at the setting sun in the west, I stretched out my hand to catch a dancing cherry blossom petal. He looked up at the rooftop above his head, and saw some faint shadows, the crisp sound of metal collision and the sound of whips.    Can't we go home together?