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If one day, I quietly watch the flowers fall and bloom under the plane tree, do you understand that it is the love that I am waiting for in my heart. If one day I wear a beautiful wreath of sycamore flowers for myself, will you understand my shyness about getting married? If one day I turn into a tree and work hard to bloom behind you, can you stop for a moment for me? If one day I stand in front of the window and listen to the sound of raindrops falling on the leaves of the sycamore tree, do you understand that the sound of falling rain is not the sound of rain, but the sound of the heartbroken woman in front of the window. Do you understand that there are petals scattered on the ground behind you when you turn away gracefully? Do you understand that there are people who are sad and lonely behind you when you turn away gracefully? You will never understand... What you are missing...