The first time I saw you, it was raining lightly. You stood in the rain, your eyes so blurry.
The second time I saw you, whether it was destined by God, there was an extra you in Jimo's eyes.
In the middle of the night, there is your breath, accompanying me to listen to the voice of love.
Because I fell in love with you, I learned to cherish you.
Because I miss you, I can look in the mirror every day and say how much I love you and how much I want to see you.
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