The water flows slowly, the two love each other happily, holding the hand of the son, and growing old together with the son. We all like each other, we all love each other deeply. Autumn for each other is the proof of our love. We parted in autumn and we reunited in autumn.
You are my geostrophic deflection.
Intention: Qingqiu cannot control the sadness of young people. Their years are the memories of Ginkgo.