In the mist and rain of early spring, we also remember who is young. The cold weather makes us forget our past love. She thought he had forgotten about her, so she married another woman. She thought he had no intention, so he bought her old house. She thought he was betraying, so she committed herself to the enemy. But when she really got close to him, in the end, she knew everything, but she could no longer speak of love. I can only send a trace of smoke to the tassel of my past.
Conception: