"He gives me butterflies that will never have their wings broken throughout the season."
The nine butterflies flying together are thoughts.
Carrying the Dusk Monument on your back,
The lover is right in front of you.
"Gu Xu, the butterfly flew into the world."
"Song Mingnian, spring will never wither. As long as you are here, butterflies will come."
His blue eyes are my eighth ocean, within reach.
They say butterflies don't fly over the ocean, but you are an exception.
I like the blue sea,
Gu Xiao, I love you.
Intention: Waiting may not bring results, but spring without waiting will never come.