In the early summer of that year, you and I met again.
Smiling, she quietly put the daisies away, looking forward to his smile.
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It's the beginning of summer again, and you and I say goodbye.
Crying, she quietly collected the daisies, burying the first love that had never begun.
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In the early summer of this year, you and I met again.
In the wind of early summer, the road of life sets sail again