On graduation day, we will leave without crying and smiling.
A picture, a situation, a melody and a touch of loneliness all dance solo between a fragrant cloud and rhythm. Long life, misty rain all the way, a parting, a sense of purity, let go of the five flavors of love and hate in life. Into a gust of wind, a glass of wine, a waiting place, a full moon, a glass of wine, why worry about the world by the bridge?