Sunlight shines through the glass onto the flower trellises of the house
Melancholy eyes were drawn to the grass in the corner
Purple florets wrapped in green stems and leaves
He has a name I call him Forget Me
The red cart took us out of the hustle and bustle
Chase after the mountain where the snow has not yet melted
And through the bush jungle with mud
Finally stop at a narrow path where stones are stitched together
A gentle gaze seemed to have been waiting for a long time
The breeze brings a bird song to the ears
The corners of your mouth will always be slightly cocked in the face
I say I like you the most and you'll say you know
Wild strawberry fields grow strangely on the hillside
You said it was Grandpa's last birthday present
We returned with nostalgia and smiles
Two pots, two spoons, two bags and countless vials for two people
Rub it greedily over toasted bread
Loved the crunchy sound it made between its teeth
I also like this sunrise and rest at sunset
The bad guys have taken my place in your heart
Vicious dogs disrupt my daily trade with the flock
I cry and hope you can really choose
Waiting for is the last message of the Western Witch
The mother tore her heart and lungs shut up in the room to say goodbye
The bad guy told me not to forget that I called cucumber grass again
It turns out that Grandpa's thoughts have always accompanied you
Now it also grows on the secret base of the back mountain
It became the nostalgia for you in my hesitant days
I said I like you
You say you know
"Don't Forget Me" is a simple family drama that tells the happy times and last lessons of grandma and little dance. The details need to be entered and felt slowly, and it is not convenient for the macho man to state it all. We all have people and things in our hearts that we can't let go of, and we take advantage of May Day to give ourselves an answer.