——Hey, a tung flower fell on your umbrella
——Hey, why don't you speak?
——Hey, what are you drawing?
I loved her wholeheartedly, and she was like a noisy little bird, chirping all day long. She picked up a tung flower and landed in my palm, telling me that spring is coming.
After walking alone in the wilderness for so many years, I suddenly came across a clear spring. She sat by the spring, like a siren and a sailor. I was willing to become her servant and her prisoner.
Among thousands of people, you are the star I pursue.