Violet love, don't forget our agreement.
It was really windy that day, and it messed up my hair unscrupulously. We walked rhythmically on the overgrown stone slope. We came to the mound and took off our bracelets (my blue pearls, my purple pearls). I connected the bracelets together and took out our dream agreement (a piece of paper). She looked at me. "Let's do it!" Love and I took out our hands that had never touched the soil and planed wildly. It's crazy. We can clearly see that those white and slender hands are dirty and their nails are full of mud, but we know in our hearts that this is exactly what we want. We can finally be so crazy, cry like this and laugh like this. I can feel something sliding down my cheek. Is it sweat or tears? Or tears and sweat?
Finally, after using the stone, we dug a small pit. Let's put things in the box together and then put them down gently. Then we picked up the dirt and buried the box. Oh! We won't store our dreams and agreements. We will sigh for a long time and say "You're finished", and then reach out and say "Let's go and take you somewhere."
We came to a slightly inclined stone wall. My love with purple can roll freely. The sun shines on my eyes, and I snuggle up to it, which makes me feel safe. We carved our names on the stone wall. "Blue Ling, Purple Love" They are so correct and beautiful, as if there is life. They are the best witnesses of our agreement. "I hope the next spring rain!" Love smiled and said to me, "Yes, let the spring rain wash our dreams!" " "Ling, reach out your hand and let us fly!" I held out my hand, and we flew high, high, as love said, it was our second heaven.
Now that things have changed, love has followed her mother to another strange city, leaving Dashipo alone to watch the dream. Love, I hope we have that beauty, and I hope you don't forget our agreement five years later. I will wait for you! Waiting for you!