as of old
Never change who is here today if one day I meet you on the side of the road, do you still have a flower like smile to thank you for all these years
So Mian that mountain is separated, missing is not around, I wish
And the nights you've been through are so short
Those days with my unchangeable attachment
Peek at you. You see the moment
Separation suddenly found that love you a habit of remembering that
Graduation
