I believe in the fairy story u wrote for me, and myself becomes the faint flower in the story.我相信了你编写的童话,自己就成了童话中幽蓝的花。
The little mark has become a scar.When the wind blows, we hear the sigh of the forest……小小的印记,变成巨大的伤痕。风起时,我听见整个森林的叹息……