I was in that summer
Buried you with my own hands
I just hope you and I won't be too far away
Memories are deposited in that past that was as vivid as summer flowers
You and I are drifting apart
Hot weather in July
But as cold as snow
bury summer
Inadvertently, your smile becomes my whole world
Watch the flowers bloom and fall in front of the garden
Only your appearance remains unchanged
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