I still live in that small courtyard.
The yard is still full of sunflowers. I often smile at them
That picture on the wall.
It was broken into pieces when I got angry,
Your only photo was also burned by me,
The one dollar coin is still in the glass bottle,
It's still stored there fine.
That's the only thing I dare not destroy...
The Staphylococcus aureus I planted with you has come to fruition.
It's a pity that maybe I don't know how to grow grapes or I just can't adapt to the climate.
The taste is very astringent and the fruit is very small. Just like my love with you...
Intent: Romance