The wind blows through the valley, and the snow is as white as day. I look forward to the return of my old friend, and look carefully at the south bank without a trace. It is the spring rain that year, and I feel happy. I am willing to give everything I have to live a peaceful life, a prosperous life, peace and security. This is what I look forward to in all seasons.
The former is stupid and the latter is crazy and attacks x scheming and gentle beauty.
Intention: love