I also had my youthful days
In the days of light sorrow
Humming the most relaxing song
I can't forget the bicycle that carried me
Carrying the young girl's sorrow
I drove it into the world
The rain-soaked stone road
Flying over the light dance steps of a young girl
Like a white gardenia flower
Blooming in the season like smoke and mist
The rhythm of growing up is fast
The days bounce with green notes
The familiar road, the song of youth
You do not understand the desire and pursuit you do not understand the light sorrow and joy of the young girl's tears are dew drops
One by one will be kissed dry by the sun
The smile of a young girl is a rainbow
After the rain hangs a beautiful landscape
About the Creator
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