They met in midsummer and met the most beloved person at the best age
They separated in winter, one heart died and the other lost their emotions.
I feel bad when you leave me, but the substitute is disgusting.
I love you because you are you and he is like you, but I hate him.
Because he is so much like you, every time I see him, I will think of you and the feeling of powerlessness that I cannot save you. I hate that feeling.
Purpose: For better works