If love,where to be the sun, it would be a constant teaser.
If love, where to be the stars, would only remind us of a dream.
If love,where to be the waves,we will never know where it starts but will definitely end.
If love,where to be the forest, we will always get lost,trying to find our way.
Fleeting love, I say,
I will be glad to rise, to cause fragrance on thy face, but in the end,I will go.
I am a fleeting love.
Fleeting love,...