I keep thinking about the past lately
At that time,
We held each other's hands and walked on the long road
Don't talk, just laugh
Wild flowers bloom on the roadside, bright yellow and warm
Quietly, you take it off
You said: "Qingyang, I will marry you from now on!"
The sweat on your hands has soaked the yellow flowers
The sun is shining
I smile, I hold your hand
I said "ok" then
Motto: Saying goodbye is hard