It's June, with its fragrant breezes.		Everyone is looking at me. I'm so thrilled.
It looks like you are very willful and enjoy freedom. But I know you stay sentimental all the time.

I'd like to coil myself up this year. (I might be hanging about this year. I'm not as energetic as kids any more,though.)

In terms of character and the way of thinking they have nothing in common. But strangely enough, they are getting along quite well.

Spring flowers are playing hide-and-seek by the window.	On that day, at that time, each of them set out on a tour of life.

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