The scorching heat of summer shines on Xixi's palm, and a gorgeous summer flower blooms.
In the cool autumn air, I began to miss the sunlight shining on my cheeks in a distant place.
I don't know when Shiye fell in love with this girl who was as quiet as the shadow cast by the scorching summer sun?
In the harsh winter, Amodo wanted to hold her hand and accompany him through this melancholy season.