Longing for Each Other, Longing for Each Other

That heavy rain was very ruthless. There are so many flowers falling in dreams, but in the end, they are nothing but a vain dream. I still remember a poem by Qinglian: Entering my lovesickness door, you know my lovesickness is painful, Long lovesickness brings long-lasting memories, but short lovesickness brings endless longing. ——"Three Five Seven Words"