Summer Stranded in Time

I was trapped in a long rainy season until you passed by and it cleared up briefly. Later I realized that you are not my flowering period, I just happened to pass by your blooming period. It is normal to love but not get it, and it is a pity to get it but not hesitate. Now that the rain has stopped, it's time for me to leave. You generously gave me the song of years, but you were stingy in allowing me to love you but not getting it - you pity the infatuated heart and hate the unfeeling.