When sadness ceases to be sadness. Does it mean growing up? They jumped over the cliff. Walking through the desert. The world in my eyes is the width of a notebook.
What I thought was growth was no longer growth. Darkness began to fall.
Every girl is a flower. The flowering period is your bright smile.
We are still so young. Youth is like a sweet lollipop.
Even if it melts, my heart will still be very sweet, even if it's so sweet that it makes you tired, we will still be together. Always together.