Me
It's a blooming summer lotus
What hope
You can see me now
The wind and frost have not yet come to corrode
The autumn rain has not yet fallen
The green season has left me again
I am already Tingting
Don't worry
Not afraid
now
Exactly
my most beautiful moment
The heavy door is locked
behind the fragrant smile
Who knows my lotus' thoughts
Love it or not, that doesn't seem to be a problem.