Others say that everything is fleeting.
So, even love?
Is it wrong to just go with the flow?
In fact, she wore it, and it was almost like she wore it to a wealthy lady who likes Her Majesty the Queen. However, in the past life and this life, she is just her.
But, who is willing to accompany me to watch the flowers bloom and fall, and sit and watch the clouds roll and relax?
Who is willing to smile like water and call me by my real name?
Who is willing to hug me tightly and never leave me?
Conception: