I look back for the old days, memorizing each details we had. They are still live in my memory,vividly.

It is stupid that I just can't let it go.

How are you?

Round the midnight, how would you like to feel the passing time?

Who wiil be here waiting?

Time brings all of you away.I count the number of leaves last fall, flowers this summer.

They are the messagers from you,maybe.

The moment we leave that school,I lost my passion and courage.

I am lost.

It rainning outside, I come to get my clothes.They fell to the floor,and too heavy to pick them up.

I am so sure that they are too too too heavy.

Again, who is your sweetheart?