The darkness of the night cannot describe the splendor of the day. What we cannot express is that we yearn for the intertwining of spirit and body.
That night, the moonlight was calm, the street lights were still warm in color, and we were still the same people we were when we met.
That night, the breeze blew slowly, and the birch trees made an intoxicating sound. During the time, we were a little intoxicated and a little satisfied.
We told each other never to betray.