Among all living beings, you are the blessing I pray for. Among the thousands of faces, you are the hibiscus I long for. Every beautiful day in the years, every beautiful time in the season, I want to hold you and spend it with you - without you, no matter how beautiful the thing is, it is a kind of shortcoming. The joy without you is always an illusion - God allowed me to meet you again, but just this time, is it still a joke of fate?