When spring comes, the strings move, and they are gently teased.
She is infatuated, he is affectionate.
Falling in love but not being able to love each other is the ultimate pull.
It's hot, it's indifferent.
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Tenderness is hard to extinguish, it burns the heart.
Feeling sad about leaving in vain, I look back lightly.
How tender and affectionate.
Just Sauvignon Blanc.
We cannot stay together forever.
Purpose: To explore the surface and depth of people and life