Pink ribbon

Young and ignorant of myself

Strolling along a muddy path

Soil washed by drizzle

Wrapped in the scent of spring

A hint of it sinks into your heart

The greedy self is lost in the world of Chun Meng

Trance, suddenly

Ahead, just in front of you

Fly up two pink butterflies

Chased by strings of silver bell-like laughter

Dancing up and down

As laughter approached

Here it comes, it comes

It turned out to be two strands of silk-black silk tied to ribbons

Confused by the eyes, confused by the heart

With a crisp voice

What comes into view is that

Fascinated by the eyes, fascinated by the heart

Accompany a lifetime of faces

Rim, pink ribbon, two butterflies

It flew into my heart

I think I'm brave

At this point blushed

That face that was both strange and familiar

Flashing innocent eyes

Straight into my heart

Why? Looking at me with a straight hook?

Under the slightly angry questioning

My mouth was speechless

Suddenly, I bravely took her hand

We both blushed at the same time

To this day I praise my bravery infinitely

I have the future, I have every day

Holding the hand of the son, growing old with the son

Now and ever

The change of years, the change of appearance

My heart was racing

Pink ribbon

Two butterflies

Heart to heart