The red moon that night dazzled my mind, as if the longing for you that had been lurking in my heart since ancient times burst out from my long-repressed heart. The gurgling blood is my sacrifice of love for you. Now that it has been It is dyed bright red, then let it bloom more brilliantly, pick one and pin it on your left breast. My love is just a dispensable embellishment on your impeccable perfection, but your love is everything I have, what I want in my life...