Dreams connect everything, love accepts it all
You are my indispensable melody throughout the years
You are the tree in the river of my youth that endures summer and never enters winter.
You are the pinnacle that will never disappear when I look back on the past
You are the love that never fades in my subconscious mind
You are the ever-lasting texture in my twisted life
You are the bird that entrusts my love and loyalty to my trust
You are the mailbox where I store my hatred and selfish hatred
So we hate to never let go, and we love to never step back.
Fishing for law enforcement, those willing to take the bait
Intention: Loving someone is like a dead tree that sprouts new branches and grows green leaves when spring comes.