The story of a handsome girl and a sweet girl
"That summer I met the orange soda in the freezer"
The fragrance of locust flowers is overwhelming, and hope and hope are lingering in the world, all existing in the loneliness of the rainy night
I saw the sunset that was just like the one on that day
I sat from the bright sun to the bright moon
I miss you so much
You are like the afterglow, like the lingering clouds... You are my shabby hope.
Be, lily, short story, bloody
Mission: No regrets, no youth
