In the midsummer of that year, the lotus flowers were blooming like crazy. You held my hand and said: "Holding my hand, we will grow old together..."
Five years later, in the harsh winter, the plum blossoms were in full bloom. You stepped on my chest and said, "Farewell is the best choice."
Thirty years later, in late autumn, the lilies are fragrant, and you hold me in your arms, speechless...
Fifty years later, in the early spring, when the camellias were flying, you and I sat under the tree and said, "I will protect you for the rest of my life!"
Youth is gone - waiting for the flowers to bloom
Purpose: Interpret the true meaning of love