The melancholy colorful clouds are flying, and the blue sky is falling. What do you know?
There are no albizia flowers in sight, and the acacia tree is empty.
It's always a different time, so it's clear.
They were sentenced to the longest night, and they were tired of the rain.
He met her by chance,
He met her by chance,
He met her by chance,
As everyone knows,
Missing it is also accidental...
Intention: