I'm a bee, you're a flower.

Day by day, year after year, I go to your stamens to collect nectar, and I don't know when you have entered my heart.

I don't know what you make me dream, I just have a deep love for you.

You are so red, red as fire, so bright, as bright as the sunset.

You're beautiful and beautiful.

I love you, I love you so much that I can't help myself.

But I don't know what you want, whether you have me in your heart, whether you love me, even a little bit, I'm enough.

I really want to confess my love to you, but I'm afraid you will refuse.

I don't know, if you refuse, will I still be able to live?

My heart is always worried, and I tremble to the point of breaking.

I want to say it but I don't dare to say it, I don't say it and I don't want to be willing, it's just so intersecting, tangled, and contradictory.

The heart that loves you is about to collapse, and I muster up the courage to finally confess to you.

You are taken aback, stunned.

You stared at me for a long, long time.

My heart hung by a thread and I didn't know what to do.

Finally, you smile and nod.

Haha, you accepted me, and I was so excited that I flew around you and circled around you.

We finally fell in love.

I want to hug you, but I'm too small and too small for me to be ashamed of, but you don't dislike me at all.

I had no choice but to look at you, at your beautiful face, at your happy smile, at your dark eyes.

I was drunk, I was fascinated, I was dizzy.

I am around you, flying, singing.

In the picturesque landscape, we love, love.

The queen bee knows our love, and the Kao knows our love, and they are furious and resolutely opposed.

The queen bee won't let me marry you, and the Kao won't let you marry me, and ordered us to break up at once, because we are not of the same kind.

We're just in love, so don't care if it's like or different?

You and I can't get married in love, it's destined to be a pity.

Our hearts hurt so much, we really want to be broken, our intestines are broken, and we don't want to live.

But we cannot be separated, and no one can separate us.

Even if we can't be in the same bed in life, we have to die in the same hole.

In my pupils, you see your firmness, and in your pupils, I see my persistence.

If the love between the two is long, how can it be in the morning and twilight!

No matter where the storm comes from, no matter how fierce and arrogant it is, we are fearless and persevere!

You love me, you love you crazy, I love you, you love you crazy.

We always walk in the painted landscape.

You dance to greet me, I sing and fly to you.

We just like that, in love, in love.

True love, so beautiful!

(Monday, November 5, 2012)