C299 Self-injury(part I)

Ten years of true love like the deep sea,

Self-inflicted pain, self-inflicted pain,

Not seeing each other for a month,

Every night tears wet towel.

In the spring of April, the sun shone with a warm glow.

Just after the clear dawn, the temperature rose again. The ice on the ground had basically thawed, and the icicle flowers and small grasses on the roadside had regained their vitality