Li Hai Da--[Spring] Volume--
It's not like the scorching sun-like enthusiasm of summer, or the slightly sad music of autumn,
Unlike the extra warm sunshine in winter,
It's like a mint that melts in your mouth,
It's too sweet and a little bitter, with a cold invasion at first and then just the right amount of warmth in your mouth.
If you are not careful, the smell of mint will invade your throat.
Then it spreads all over your body, making you nostalgic but only bringing up a bitter smile,
You understand, you like the taste, but you will not be addicted to it.
Just like him and her.
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Maybe regret, maybe sadness, maybe happiness, maybe sadness, maybe relief,
Maybe it's just a miss, maybe it's just maybe.
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There is only
The person who is bathed in the gentle smile
Holding hands
The girl with her head lowered and her face flushed
Walking through that section of the boulevard, walking through the memories of that period of time.
He is not the son of God, just Yukimura Seiichi.
And she was just Qingshui Nian.
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There, we walked hand in hand.