Wake up in summer.

Wake up in autumn.

Wake up in the cold winter

There is a kind of flattery called Uber.

Uber has a kind of innocence.

There is a kind of naivety called helplessness.

The sky on the streets of Paris has turned blue.

The sea of flowers in Provence is lavender and romantic.

The dawn of the Tokyo subway played down this promise.

Signature:

I would rather laugh and cry than cry and say regret.

I would rather eat standing than cry and say it's delicious.

I would rather say goodbye with my back than cry.

Impression of friends: Don't copy.

だだだ I am a proud flower? ? Only suitable for blooming alone in thorns

My love is even cheap? ? It's not your turn to give you a discount?

Maybe laughter can stop the tears ┅ ┅ ┅ ┅ ┅ ┅ ┅ ┅ ┅.