A graduation song, two careless people,
Ordinary stories, ordinary encounters, write a memory of a time gone by,
Maybe it's your past, maybe it's his past, maybe it's just a fragment of last night's dream.
She secretly looked at him, everything was frozen in that summer. He sat under the white clouds, looking up at the blue sky, and the smile on his lips was like the clouds on the horizon.
So, leisurely and calm.