I want to accompany you to go back to the front time. Spring, summer, autumn and winter, no worries, night and the same gentle, whenever you hold your hand, you are always silent, you have a low head as if everything has been waiting for a long time.
I want to accompany you to another sweetly sour and hard to look back on the vows and mountains. It's hard to stay again to hold your hand again. You just keep your tears as if everything has been over.
Why is the long thinking like that small boat is always in the water in the depths of memory, when you can see when you can see it, you can see that my world is not for a long time.
Some people say that the years are like a round ball always let some of the people who have ever returned to when I can hold the hand, I have been waiting for a long time, I have been waiting for a long time.
