You are like a branch in your hand, accompanying me through the dark river of time.
To this day, you have completely disappeared from my life, and you can still leave behind a faint and eternal fragrance.
——I have never realized that the so-called "secret love" is just a feeling of feeling that you have given me a clear look, and I have been feeling sad for half my life in return.
From now on, you are still you and I am still me.
We... Perhaps were never "us" in the first place.
Watching your back go away, I feel no more sadness in my heart.
Just like that year under the city wall, they walked past one after another. In the evening breeze blowing through your hair, the grass is luxuriant and the satin is falling into clouds.