Meeting is the beginning of love

You and I have known each other

Once fell in love

In the vast sea of ​​people

You and I looked at each other

Will

Stayed for life

I have fantasized

You hold my hand

Walk into the sacred church

When the solemn oath blew the horn to me

I say

IDO

When I am full of white hair

When you are asked to help me

You said

I am willing

......

Traces of the years

Can't wipe my love for you

hold your hand

Old with the child

That’s just when we are young and frivolous.

Promising promise

Why have we thought about it?

The fierce love of the year

The lingering death

But three months

Throw it into the clouds

You and me swear by love

You and my ten fingers under the green hill

It’s just a passing

I never thought about it.

We will meet again after three months.

I have never thought that this would be the case.

Three years of feelings are less than three months of loneliness

Breaking up the pain of new happiness

a moment of passing

I flew over

Going there without pain

There is no place for you to go

A man kneels on the ground and cries quietly

Think back to the moment we are together

When dawn dawns on the earth

We walked through the sunset

When the dark night is quiet, the Buddha is in front of you.

I'll accompany you

at your side

Sixth grade: Chen Yiping