Five years have passed, and the frivolousness of the youth has long been smoothed away by thorns. The emotion has faded, which is the most difficult thing to hide.
Our first year was filled with sweet jokes and slapstick.
Our second year was a quiet time when you made me laugh.
Our third year is a time of beauty and romance.
Our fourth year was as dull as water, and we didn't want to go home.
Our fifth year was spent alone, searching and searching.
And what will happen in our sixth year, I really don't know?
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Intention: Isn't the lover a human being?