The lowering temperature of soda water is a summer adventure
The love of the world is the midsummer white porcelain plum soup crushed ice hits the wall and cries
I always love you Talking about the universe, gentle, orange soda-flavored wind and blue sunset.
I will always remember the wind of summer. Say you love me clearly. I saw your cool smile and sometimes shy.
The sunlight was divided by the blinds and shone on the wall. After the window was clamoring tirelessly, I realized that summer is here.
If you are the last cicada scream left in late summer, then I am the sound catcher who travels between heaven and earth.
Summer is so long, you must find someone who can pick watermelons with you