I often think about how I can write a song for you that can fully express all my emotions towards you.
I often inquire about the root cause, and often hold the pen in my hand for a long time without daring to put it down.
I liked you, but I only discovered it a long time later, but you were slower than me.
I am always afraid of the east and the west, and timid. In the end, I discovered that once panic is turned into motivation, the calmness that follows is truly scary.