I have a lover, we are each other
When we first met, I was 15 and he was 15.
That year, my father brought back a boy. He was older than me. I called him brother.
Later I found out it was because his father died trying to save him, and his father took him over.
He's very good, very good.
I didn't like him at first, but gradually I liked him
He said he loved apricot flowers, and I planted a mountain of apricot groves for him.
That year when the apricot blossoms were lightly raining, I was buried with him in the apricot blossom forest.
Intention: Appreciate apricot blossoms with you