Recall whose face was once again the young man
Again, I passed the scenic spot where the accident happened, and there were few injuries
Still cry and lose sleep
Tears dye through heart and lungs
Things change in the quarter. The butterfly finally changes
Whose face I don't miss anymore Two teenagers in the past
Even if we let the world unfold again, will it not change
Still will leave and pester
Pull an arrow through the heart and be grateful
I appreciate this spring
Flowers bloom again, bless each other
When that Cupid sends out a new arrow