You are a gust of breeze, inadvertently

Blown into this barren plain for a long time

The atmosphere was originally silent

Gradually waking up into spring

Life is endless

Dreams began to creep in

It spreads into a summer full of flowers

A legend called the Butterfly

Start picking

Sweet plot

- Missing

In the bottom of my heart, I brewed and cut the silk thread

Entwined with a bland love

Although not legendary

Although it only circulates in dreams

I don't need to be applauded in the first place

There is no need for others to judge in the first place

That touches that belongs to me

Treasured in the autumn when the flowers bear fruit

Even if there is no fruit

And—

The blue sky in my heart

"Wandering Love and Love" We 158, you are the wind is hitting in your hand, please wait a moment,

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