The mountains have woods, but the trees have branches.
The hibiscus blossoms, fragrant and fragrant, you and I use this as a match, is it good for you and me? In the midsummer of that year, the fireflies were everywhere, and the river lanterns wandered along the river with their wish. We stand under the rustling white flower tree, as if we can grow old together.
You and I are the origin, the love is gradually born, please take pity on you, and never lose it forever.
The hibiscus blossoms, fragrant and fragrant, you and I use this as a match, is it good for you and me? In the midsummer of that year, the fireflies were everywhere, and the river lanterns wandered along the river with their wish. We stand under the rustling white flower tree, as if we can grow old together.
You and I are the origin, the love is gradually born, please take pity on you, and never lose it forever.
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