Grapes will definitely mature. Even if they are immature, you can still use them to make wine and save yourself from intoxication. Love is like grapes, they will mature one day, even if they are immature, they will be ripened by wine. However, love will become intoxicated, with a beginning and an end.
The summer is hot, the flowers bloom and fade, and they remain silent until the end. When the grapes are ripe, promise me to love you until the moon sets and the stars set.
Intention: If life were just like the first time we met, why would the autumn wind be so sad as to draw a fan? It's easy to change old people's hearts, but it's easy to change old people's hearts.