☆ Listen to the sound of flowers.

The Tragedy of Platycodon grandiflorum Ge Wei

Choose to love you with high profile, and cry with low profile.

Pure and sad music takes away attachment.

◆ You can't erase the y 1 you gave to Russia.

"White crayons can't be colored"

This season is sad, too bleak.

Think back to what you said later. "

Reversing the fleeting time is only for a glimpse of the beautiful scenery.

Tears flowed out, leaving only memories.

Late spring, on the road ~

Sadness, loneliness

Keep the pain in your heart and refuse to mention it again.

Give me courage.

Wandering around, I'm satisfied.

Singing our little love song ~

I think you can make me happy all my life.

-I can't give you the little happiness you want/

Not a good thing, but it is also a good thing.

You are not me, so you don't have to understand me.

-my smile, gradually expired.

It's a pity that you still love her

Residue, memory.

Go around or return to the origin.

. Who is holding my hand and pestering me all my life?

Youth counts the years of youth &;

This kind of life has seen through whose fleeting time,