The flowers bloom every year, but they are no longer what they once were. You amazed me when I was seventeen or eighteen years old, but you also made my later days gloomy. "Chen Yaoyao, please be my girlfriend." To this day, I still remember that night, with his eyes shining brightly, he told me to let me be his girlfriend. But now there is no going back. Maybe everything is fate, flowers bloom and fall naturally, fate comes and goes like water. Our encounter, even acquaintance, acquaintance, and love were like a dream. Now that the dream has awakened, the wind is blowing all over the world, and everyone cherishes it.
Purpose: To commemorate my lost youth and love~