At that time, the flowers bloomed, but I didn't know the flowers had fallen.
The once joyful youthful time has now become a painful past.
Can she forget those "heartbreaking poems about the past"?
How should she forget?
This is a somewhat sad story.
Due to time constraints, the update may not be quick, so I apologize.
Also, dear children, please leave a footprint, please? If you have some opinions of your own, I will accept them with an open mind. Don't always say "there are no traces of birds in the sky, but I have flown over"! Thank you!