You are never the silent sea, you just don't make an uproar for me.
I had a crush on a person, and I had a crush on him for ten years, ten years of chaos. My secret love is like the green plum and mint on the tree, just in time of sourness. As unrepeatable as the blue sky yesterday, he will not look back and I will not regret it. I am waiting, waiting for a passionate love, waiting for the young man to look back and say, I like you.
"Will the spring curtain be sealed with tea cane?"
"No"
Concept: "Is there a sea on the other side of the sea? Is there still love at the end of love?"
