She quietly
Just like this sea
The damp and sea-smelling wind blew her hair
She is still the same as she was three years ago
With ear-length short hair
In the hazy early morning light at the beach
Through her clean and pale face
three years
So it passed
And he and she
A very beautiful boy
and
A woman who even hates herself
Destiny makes the two ends meet
Then he pulled it apart fiercely
Memory, if I could only stay on that day
How great would it be?
The breeze blew through her wide white dress
Belly bulges high
Zhong Xiaoyu stood on the beach
The waves rolled in layer by layer
Covered the instep of her feet, and then gradually spread over her calves