You are my spring, like the spring breeze entering my ears and saying nice words.
You are my summer, like the sun running above my head, driving away my cloudy days.
You are my autumn, like the autumn wind blowing away the leaves, I want to follow your footsteps.
You are my winter, flying all over the sky like heavy snow, and you are the only one in the white world.
You see, you occupy spring, summer, autumn and winter, and you still occupy my heart.
Just don't let go, okay?