Zhanqiu

With black hair and black eyes, he is an endless sight in my eyes. Everything about him belongs to me, but I feel like I can't hold on to anything. Being close to him is like walking into an oriental dream. I carefully guard this blue autumn But winter will eventually come and freeze my love Waking up from an autumn dream, my heart is filled with his faint smile And the last sentence "When I get old, I will come to see you." It turns out that growing old is also a kind of romance