Spring is here, the flowers are blooming, they are beautiful, have you seen them?
As always, I still like to stand by the window sill and watch, watching the leaves and petals blown by the wind, watching the ripples in the water, watching the birds flying. I like to use a pen to scribble in the diary, drawing you swinging on the swing, I am protecting you behind you, drawing you and I and the potato kid having a picnic on the lawn.
Concept: The author fantasizes about love