I want to plant a tree called love me in your heart
To love me a little is to water it, to miss me a little is to fertilize it
I think it won't sprout next year, it won't bloom, and it won't bear fruit.
My waiting has taken root
full of figs
...
When we didn't realize that love was coming, the story of fate was written in our hearts. It was an ending that no one knew, and the aftertaste was like a warm spring breeze.
Purpose: Inspiring life