I always smile at you,
Your apathy has never changed.
I did my best to turn into flames,
You turn a blind eye.

Unopened flowers
That long-lost temperature,
Maybe you've long been numb.
But I still firmly believe that you love deeply,
You are willing to give up your honor,
Suffer alone.
When the sun shines on my face,
You just cry silently.
I want to bloom in the snow and ice for you: to become attached.
Red plum proud snow, Frozen