rom this minute Between spring breeze and autumn rain Let me give you half a year Slowly fade Pay off the bill Calmly reduce your enthusiasm A little sad every day This hundred and ten nights Probably enough for me Send me back to hell and back to earth Break up in spring I will get used to it in autumn When the bitterness is washed away, it will fade What can I say Afraid of being forced together More eyesore In the next half yea