四月，再见。
四月末，五月初。
这两日，愧疚多过其它。
那盆绿植，抱歉。那份礼物，谢谢。
剪刀石头布。谢谢。
第一候车室。谢谢。
明天总会更好，你说的。
Life is not always what we want it to be.
We fight. We cry. And sometimes, we give up.
But in our hearts, we know it's still love.
这两日，愧疚多过其它。
那盆绿植，抱歉。那份礼物，谢谢。
剪刀石头布。谢谢。
第一候车室。谢谢。
明天总会更好，你说的。
Life is not always what we want it to be.
We fight. We cry. And sometimes, we give up.
But in our hearts, we know it's still love.
