In my barren and ordinary life
There are countless moments in fantasy
If I was the one who took the bouquet that day
Will the ending be different?
It's a pity that the rose branches cannot bear beautiful roses
I will never be able to swallow your favorite toffee
I look at the blue sky alone, just like your clear and hazy pupils
So I pinned the withered rose to my chest, and the worn-out umbrella refused to be closed even after it rained.
I want
If I could live for a hundred years, I would be willing to take an old-fashioned time machine and accompany you back to a long time ago
Gently hold the past summer in the palm of your hand again
Make two parallel lines that never cross
Finally I put on that familiar school uniform
Put the nearly melted toffee into your mouth
The moment I put pen to paper, I sincerely prayed silently to God
Dear Qi Ruo, I hope you will always be happy
Concept: Blue rose flower language
