If human body temperature reaches normal at 36.4 Degrees, then if our love is only 35 degrees, can we really survive in the cold winter blown by the wind?
You are the beautiful lotus flower by the water. I am stubbornly waiting for the fragile fate. If there is an end, you will take me out of this silent waiting. If there is no end, you will make me live forever.
Passionate cold lips, passionate superiors, I have witnessed your love affairs one after another. I have never thought that there will be any intercourse between us. Is it fate, or is it a trick of another love?