Memories of flowers in spring

The wind is staying and the rain is waiting

Don't want to go, and your hand

Hold on tight

Reluctant to let go of tenderness

You miss love, you miss it

I don't want to talk about it

Is there still a dream

Plain life

Back to the beginning

Long night accumulation, black grip

Ruthless in tearing

My persistence to you

You must remember spring

Sweet smile

Memories are flowers in spring