Give me a hug and I'll like you.
Give me a kiss and I won't let you go.
You existed throughout the rainy season of my youth, adding drama to my mediocre life.
Zhang Ailing said: "When I met you, I became very low, as low as the dust, but my heart was happy, and a flower bloomed there."
My heart is blooming like a flower.
How many six years are there in life to come again? I will give you the best, darkest and saddest time in this life.
We went round and round but still returned to the starting point.
I would like to commemorate the fleeting time that belongs to you and me.