That summer when the wheat was yellowing
A greeting team, the sound of the whistle blowing in the sky
I took an apricot that was still green in my eyes
The apricot groves on the hillside suddenly made me feel extremely sad
The heat of the weather makes people sleepy
I was still struggling to find the mottled shade in the sun
How to say that green apricot is ripe
I looked sourly into the distance
The sweltering heat is irritable
The hot-blooded body seemed to be slowly expanding
Apricots that have been plucked no longer have fresh leaves attached to them
However, it resembles a very heart-shaped shape
My heart felt as if someone had taken it away
The season of youth knows for the first time about loss and confusion
I would love to grab hold of the condensed air in the sky
To water the thirsty despair of a hot summer day
Originally thought she liked me
Like I like her
I think she's a blue apricot
I don't understand that the world is cold
I silently painted a heart a thousand times
I haven't had time to express my liking for her yet
The almond grove I was familiar with had only leaves that fluttered in the wind
Today, that almond grove no longer has fresh leaves
There are also birds singing in the mountains
That blue apricot
Standing at the head of the village, I only saw the appearance of the apricot core
I recall the sour taste that once stored in my mind
A warm ray of sun shines on my body, and I can't help but think back to the lost youth
That blue apricot
Today, it is full of the vicissitudes of the years...
Dear friend, in the season of youth, have you ever been hurt by the thought of that person in your heart, when you see that person holding someone else's hand, you can't love it, whether that sour taste is still in your heart for a long time.
I believe that most people can't grow up smoothly, but this is the process of growing up. Who says you can't see a rainbow after a storm?
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