I vaguely remember that in the afternoon that year, the sun fell on the young and shy face. The girl leaned on her arms and looked over secretly. The boy's smiling mouth showed the way she liked it. A word of love that she didn't have time to say. Goodbye. Half my life has passed. Fortunately, the boy I like also likes me. You said, wife, take care of me for the rest of my life!
Intention: Half my life has passed, but fortunately the boy I love has come back to me again. Please take good care of me for the rest of my life.
