The evening breeze in June was cool and cool, blowing through the treetops and hair, giving me a cool feeling. "Do you know? I was in love with you once, but the joy later may have disappeared, maybe it was buried deep in my heart."
"Actually, I'm not sorry. At least I thought about telling you."
"This summer is the happiest I've ever been in my life."
"Although it's a little short, the memories left behind are very long."
Intention: secret love